Can't eat, can't drink, can't smoke, won't f...

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fiddle?  What will you do?  Goodie, goodie, two shoes?

Yeah.  Cannot eat, or much.  I did have a small meal, salad, a bit of salami, and string cheese.  A small fatted tea before that, and a half and half hot coco... from scratch.  But over four to five hours.  That was pushing it.  Absolutely stuffed.  The last blood sugar read had me down to 181.  The lowest since testing, but dropping very slowly.  Ugh.


(I used raw half and half, and a blend of swerve and sucradrops - as an aside, do NOT mix it all cold and hope the heated pan will work... I should have known this.  Heat the fluids, then slowly mix in the cocoa, sweetener, and any else.)

Intermittent fasting is not so much a goal as not even an option.  It is default.

I missed medicine for at or almost two days.  Fluid buildup was intense but not in the legs.  My hands swelled so seriously that my fingerprints hurt.  Literally.  Imagine how much fluid that would take.  My fingers were as swollen as they could be.  Took a bit to realize, then get back on medicine.  I have taken two extra doses over the last two days.  My fingers are still pained, if that may just be residual.  Tomorrow I am going back to the regular dose.  I voided, last night while trying to get in a few winks, three gallons or a quart less.  Yesterday while awake?  Lots more.  Hmm... weight gain may not have been from extra fats.

Some warm fuzzy or dozens keeps buzzing my barn.  Music, new and old.  Can't say it's hated, especially when it is annoyed.  Though it is difficult not to enjoy the fresh scent of estrogen in most cases.  I realized, while out shopping, here, there, and yon, that if I were out more my celibacy would be in grave peril.  I keep thinking I am over them, then I get a sniff, smile, and blush.  Then scurry home with a tail in the lead by a head.  Young, old, a bit off, right on.  *shrug*  Women from all the zones... attack.  I just try to... avoid?  Ugh.

Yeah, whatever else, I know what I like... so different bodily, so similar in... some strange ways.  Oh, yeah.  Tempting.

Someone knocked, then rang.  I was in bed.  Had to put on proper attire, but that took well less than a minute.  Gone.  No call.  Hmm.  * sigh*

Later.