Floaty head

Doily is done.

Sometimes I amaze myself. I don't know how I made the doily. I know I did. I don't know how I make many things, after I've done it. My eyes read the words, and my hands do it. My brain doesn't really keep the information. Fairly certain I have some form of damage. With the number of times I've hit my head, it wouldn't surprise me. Right now my head is floaty. I ate, and took my glucose and blood pressure readings. Mostly normal.  

Not sure what else to do, except maybe nap.  I want to go home.  Sleep in my own bed.  Wrap up in my fleece blanket with the wolves or deer.