Sunday, Footsore and Weary

I can not wait to get my foot seen to. No matter what I do, it hurts. I'm trying to maintain it and keep off it, but walking is becoming more than painful.

I might need to appeal for help from Beloved, but I'm trying to hold that off for as long as possible.

I can drive. I can sit and write. Walking around? I limp. I'm slow. It hurts. The maintenance routine doesn't do a lot to ease their symptoms.

A good sleep helped ease my asthma, thank grop. Maybe Sneezin' and Wheezin' Season has broken. Maybe not. I'll be keeping a close eye on my breathing capability.

I wish I could avoid these debuffs, but that's not a thing in reality.

I still have yet to set up my PiHole, but at least I know what to do to set it up. The main problem is that the Raspberry Pi with all the good things on it is in my bag, and my bag is at the other end of the house. Fetching it to the setup point requires walking. Ouch.

Off I go to do my offerings.