What is one number you have stopped looking at?

I am not going to comment on it today. That was the practice and I managed about two thirds of the day.

It is warm, it is here, it got me to work. Enough.

Neutral about most of it and still snagging on one bit, which I gather is normal.

It is doing something clever with insulin that I do not understand and I am grateful to it.

My feet. Sensation coming back after years of not much. Odd and enormously welcome.

Sore, tired, mine.

It is doing something clever with insulin that I do not understand and I am grateful to it.

Grateful that it walked me up a hill even though I had been unkind about it all week.

It held a child for an hour without giving out.

Hard question. I liked my body before as well, actually, and I am tired of the assumption that I did not.