Tuesday, September 11, 2018

All but the laundry.

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Only because it refuses to dry!  I've stabbed it with my white dryer but I just can't dry the beast.  Laundry, collective noun... plural, potential?  Whatever, it is an it, so can be a beast... or even as a burden.  Some grammar-foo, Foo.  Anyway... The dishes are done.  Those which were soaking.  A few large and rough pieces have been set to soak.  And the closet has been cleared, cleaned, and vacuumed.  If I think someone has screwed up the vacuum cleaner.  Wasn't me.  Last time I used it, I put a fresh bag in and it was working fine.  Bag was absolutely stuffed, but not from my floors.  My guess?  Had it on hose suction and forced it across the floor with the drive not engaged.  I will try to fix it... soon.

I am pleased.  Though... I have a bit of a clutter in there, until I put the system up and have room to put it back.  Might have to push through, try to finish tonight, unless the Boss shows.  Yeah.  Not bad.  I'm going to try to get back to ketosis, I have decided.  As cheaply as possible.  Eggs, cream, cream cheese, bacon, butter, cheeses and avocado are the staple additives, with keto breads and nuts acting in support, and fatty meat in support.  Bacon is not meat, it's special.  No buns, or potatoes.  I can eat potatoes (certain ones) without bothering glucose, but they destroy keto.  Oddly, most other foods affect both or neither.

A quick shower, then to dress.  The innards are feeling better.  I do still get a strange twinge, like when a muscle (or group) has been overworked,  sometimes a sharp pain, like a needle going in... but in an organ.  I've had these before.  Usually when blood sugar is reading into the high three or four hundreds (or more, yes, much more) and I ate something sweet or drank a big soda.  Bread never triggered it, besides that was long ago now.  And it was happening before I ate, for the last few days, if the kidneys were worse.  Bleh.

Just to make sure, I checked.  Blood sugar is... 148!  The lowest it has been since returning.  So, that isn't it.  Good.  And not good.  Now I just don't know.

Later.

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