It's the same story as yesterday. I'm waking up so often that "getting up time" has no meaning. I am feeling a little better, so getting out of bed wasn't such an effort.
I spent most of the day in the easy chair watching football. I had more to eat today - mush, cornbread, banana, and a mango fruit bar. The TV ads were actually making me hungry. I even took a shit.
I went to the garage briefly. I carried the two old work benches over to the car port for an eventual trip to Goodwill. That was all of the physical activity I could stand.
I had all of the commercials I could stand. I turned on Netflix. I watched a movies they made. It had a huge body and car crash count. No tit count though.
After that it was a couple of other shows and bed.
All in all it was a day of slow improvement. I don't want to push it though. I have a history of beginning to do better, overdoing it, and then ending up sick again.
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