2:37am

I'm exhausted, too exhausted to write about any of the things I really want to write about. But for the sake of my sanity, I feel compelled to try to jot a few things down.

My left heel hurts and I'm limping. This is likely related to the pandemic shoes going a week or so ago.

I used to routinely have heel pain. It's rare these days and I can't remember the last time I had this.

I don't actually know what causes and I also don't have any kind of hypothesis as to what is going on.

I managed to have "the trifecta" at lunch today: Butter with Celtic sea salt on mashed potatoes.

"The Trifecta" is combining the right fats with the right salts with the right carbs. It does good things for my condition.

This was followed by terrible diarrhea. It's been a while since I've arranged to have these three things together in the same meal and it's much more powerful when they are combined instead of consumed separately.

I've done a fair bit of napping since. I can't get my act together.

I've decided to not care. There's an eclipse sometime today and the astrological aspects theoretically will be super epic for me.

Either I get hit by a truck, or I win the lottery or this fizzles and disappoints as astrology and life so often do. Note: I don't buy lottery tickets, so that's out.

Anyway, I've decided to lie low and just try to take physical care of myself and worry about working and whatever after the eclipse.

My son lost a chunk of tooth "yesterday" -- that would be the third of June, because this is being written in the wee hours of the fifth of June, so references are a tad weird. To my mind, it is still kind of "late night for the fourth of June." I'm never quite sure how to handle such references when I'm blogging after midnight.

I've had a zillion health things on my mind and I've gone over a number of different health topics I wanted to write about in the past few days and I just can't manage to get to it.

I want to write about dental stuff some more. I want to write about calcium derangement and CF. I want to write about how I closed a hole in my lung, but I can't seem to really fix my teeth. They keep falling out, even as I improve my oral health, and it's crazy making.

But I'm extremely tired and I've futzed around on Reddit some and I've played a bunch of games and I've napped. We had two meals and they were both pretty good and the second meal was the highlight of the day.

Hopefully, I get some sleep and tomorrow is a new day and blah blah blah.