A strange night.

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It was 48 F or so at around midnight.  Fasting blood sugar was 157, after a first meal and insulin, it was 114.  Later it was 124.  I forgot to check before the recent meal, will check as I go to bed.  It is a strange, dark, night.  Most pains have eased, but my chest hurts.  The bad sort of hurt, or so I am told.

I figured out this new brand of chia.  It takes much longer to swell into a pudding.  The last brand, if I used hot tea, would fluff in fifteen minutes to an half hour.  This brand takes an hour.  On the good side, at least there is a way.  And it is just as good as the other brand, when given the time, but costs half as much.

The indoor thermometer reads 71.6, but it is freezing.  Well, feels like it.  I want to stay up to 5:00, then take a nap.  I want to wake by 8:00 or 9:00, then do some work and make a few calls.  Hopefully get back to days.  It's a complicated mess of a life.  There is hope.

As to women?  I wonder if I play too rough?  I... wonder.  But... she says she is equal.