Things are still poking. This morning, I was mildly aching from throat to bronchi. Add several days of thick mucus when I wake. And the headaches. I am fighting off something. Part of it is the change in weather. And that is the cooler mornings and drier air, and winds from the inland bringing in pollen that is not native to this neck of the woods. I hope it doesn’t lead to a fever, whatever it is.
There’s not much happening. I fed Myka her pâté, which she scarfed. I fed myself a breakfast taco. That’s about as far as my ambition carries.
More warm and dry for the afternoon.
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I slept a lot today. I am feeling better. I feel like I might be winning the battle against this thing that’s trying to grab me. BP looks fair enough for my age.
I managed to get the chores done before the sun set. Dishes and ice bin was it. Most of the day was lumpin’. Movies, news, sleeping. I have been letting my body have control, seems to be helping.