Such a strange device.

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The body that is.  Blood sugar increased seven points, to 121.  That is fine, I suppose.  Good enough so that I will eat.  Just cottage cheese and pears.  Further, I'll prepare for a solid meal later.  I just don't know how that does that.  It's pulling something from somewhere.  It hasn't been fed for twelve to eighteen hours, and days before that.  I'm sure it's normal, somehow.  But normal doesn't necessarily make direct or simple sense.

On to a few bites and thawing some meat.  Later.