Backing down.

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I just can't do much.  Food and medicine, rest and drink if less, adding keto stuff, naps, adding fatbombs to help ensure enough fat, generally doing what is right.  Simply cannot keep my feet under me. I'll keep at it as possible.

A call to mom.  She isn't feeling good.  Tired, sore.  Her doc wants to check her heart, she doesn't think so.  I don't know, but I know my only real symptom is exhaustion and my only real issue at the start was a bad heart.  It's not what she wanted to hear.  Yes, I know why.  Short call.


Oh, a few vids calling me on a recent post.  Fine.  But if you take the bait of the perspective of those eyes then you also have to accept the nephilim rider of the red horse origin story, perhaps Nimrod-Shiva as part of that in earlier timelines, carried through to the present as those things do, go.  Your call.  Sight or portion.  I have my own thoughts. Oh and my salt and skin, or hers... only.

One last notion.  If you have been fasting, and mostly been doing keto correctly save shy on fats?  Then you add more like the right amounts of fats?  You'll know it.  That'll leave a mark, if you aren't cautious.  I am sure this is short-term, hope!  I do sense the extra fat is a very good thing though.  It's not part of the problem, might end up being part of the fix.

Later or good night.