Some movement toward a greater success.

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The doctor appointment went as usual.  Some butting of heads.  It's the way it has to be I guess.  Still, enough agreement could be had to begin figuring things out.  The water pill is necessary, at least for a bit.  Yeah, okay, that was becoming obvious.  I just didn't want to start until I had a script source.  Same with heart medicine.  Those too are back on.  And, with the water pill, with or without my suspicion of low potassium, a script for potassium.  A pill form, 20 backward Greek y... sort of.  Micro?  Nano?  Bleh.  Anyway, one for now.  More if the test suggests the need.  Several tests.  We'll see.

The butting heads was on several fronts.  He doesn't think I should exercise on empty, if I get back to intermittent fasting.  I honestly don't think he has ever tried that.  It would seem as if you would buckle, but you don't.  If I have it right, b5 is what becomes lacking.  If that can be covered, I have some faith that exercise is just fine... of course starting slowly and working my way in.  Still, time tells all.  If he proves out, he gains trust.  If he fails on this, he loses trust.  I'll be honest.  I don't mince words.  Herbs sometimes, spices as well, and other things like garlic and onions.   Just not words... like it or not.

I looked like hell.  But that probably potassium blunder crippled me up pretty good.  And I seem to have some other problems cropping up, plus I need a haircut, a housecleaning to beat the drum, and laundry done.  Yeah, well.  I did shower, and dress in my freshest clothes for what that might be worth.  Ugh.

Still, it's a start.  From there I went on a minor shopping spree.  Just beans and some of the odd flours that seem to be keto friendly.  Along with the bottle of b5.  I would set it all up tonight but crap no.  I'm shot.  I will get the potassium going.  The rest is going to have to wait at least another day, probably several.  Huh?  Well, I am done for the day.  Gaming maybe, but I AM DONE.  Hot, this, that, argue, buy, sell, push, pull.  DONE.  Tomorrow I need to pick up the stock bones and marrow bones, and perhaps more oxtails.  Then go look for a hole puncher and more Splenda Zero.  I really gave liquid stevia a shot.  And I will keep some on hand, for a change now and again.  But I just can't do it as even my irregular treat.  Just once in a while, or as an alt-backup.  Oh, and if I can, olive oil sardines.  I'm a dog, I eat like one.  A man-dog.  Maybe even a man-bear-pig-dog.  Pickled pork hocks (the meaty and fatty kind, not the mess most stores sell), sardines, salami, new and old cheeses, and all the meat I can handle.  Though I might have to learn to back down the meat a bit.  More fat, less protein.  I know this, I just don't have the trick down completely yet.  Let me enjoy my mistake for a moment longer.

So.  There.  I'll keep at it.  But, for now, I have done what I may.  Tomorrow I will do what I must.  Then a few days down.  I have probably burned from that little bit in the sun.  And I will burn more tomorrow.  But I will do it, then rest... a while.  I have visitors scheduled Friday.  But that is easy enough.  As I have said, my door is open to any kind enough to visit honestly.  It'll probably be Sunday or Monday before I put all else together, other than potassium and water pill.  It's a start.

Though I will pull meats out.  Pork chops, some sausage, and hamburger.  I may try the scotch egg... if I can do fresh boiled eggs that new way.  Oh my but life is good.  Food I can do.  Good day.  And perhaps good night.