Sort of getting somewhere?

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Well, no, not really. I did try the egg casserole.  All cold, as I was hoping if eaten cold it would have less affect on the g.i.  I can't tell if it had an affect.  If it did it was nearly instantaneous and mild or that was just a timing coincidence.  As to flavor?  I was impressed.  Especially right out of the fridge.  I didn't salt, pepper, or otherwise spice.  I used a dozen large eggs, three quarter pound of bacon crisped then cut into sixths, twenty pimento stuffed green olives cut into thirds, a cup of cheese, and about an half pound of burger and ground pork fried mix.  Nothing was spiced save the bacon.  Dang tasty for being cold.

I'll see about getting on to more soon.  Just dragging.  Ah, meds... both missing and titrating up can jack exhaustion.  I can try to push through.  Isn't always possible.  I'll do... something, if it breaks something.  Going to have to use force.  So tired.  And the ghosts of thoughts intrude.






Yeah, well.  Who ever knows.  Later.