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No, I didn't crash.  I had an echo cardiogram early this morning.  Well, 8:30, if that means a 5:30ish departure.  You never know about traffic.  An hour early, traffic was strangely light, or very fluid.  Beautiful to just... drive, not stop, slow, crawl.  Parking can be difficult.  They built a multilevel lot but screwed the foundation.  Not sure if a complete two to three year teardown and rebuild, or more, is required or what.  With early appointments, parking is easier.

After, I got in to speak with my doctor's nurse, or a nursing rep.  Pretty short wait for a walk-in.  I pressed for simple insulin and asked to be notified of my echo results.  It was suggested that the results would take forty eight hours.  Cool, no rush, just wanted to know, if they would.  My doc called with the results.  And we discussed insulin.  I don't trust long acting insulin, nor pills.  For long acting, a mistake can't be fixed.  For pills, they all hit liver and kidney function.  If I must, I will go without.

I had been afraid of insulin.  But I realized I test four to six times a day.  I wasn't doing that before.  And I was dosed too much, at 10 cc's three times a day.  Now I would test first, then start with even three cc's, and only before meals, and titrate from there.  Either that or I'll just slog through on keto.

I hit shopping on the way home.  A small sponge mop, several extra heads, a couple of bigger small buckets, and two more trash cans.  So tired.  Wasn't through.  Then I got the dotransport  paperwork to my other doc.  Ugh.  So wiped out.  Lungs are still... bothersome.  Better, much better.  But, doing so much, with the extra drag of wet lungs, really hurts energy.

I fed the ducks and girls first thing upon returning.  Another egg out there.  I'll get them tonight or tomorrow.  I need to take a breather for a few days.  Folding clothes, maybe another load, and small batches of dishes.  No hurry, not a lot, not often.  Sleep, now.  Oh, but a message off first.

Good day and night.