It’s after 10pm on Wednesday night, and I realize I haven’t taken any kind of a selfie today. So, not wanting to lift myself up and out of bed, I turn my phone’s camera and take this closeup of my ear, neck, and t-shirt covered shoulder.

My blood sugar is still high but I’m not feeling as lethargic as I did so many times last week. I don’t feel like I’m going to pass out or throw up, and on one level I’d categorize that as a win. I’m tired now, but it’s late, and I’ve been on the go since I dragged myself out of bed at around 8am this morning.

I reach over to run the fingers of my left hand through the velvet soft hair of my Maltese-Poodle pup, Kira. She’s already asleep, lost in her dreams. I let my fingers I’m nodding off too, so I think it’s time to say goodnight.

Tomorrow I cut the grass and see MAD MAX on the big screen.

This was originally posted on Flickr and Instagram .

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