Almost late.

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The alarms weren't set last night.  I woke at 3:03 but neither wanted to wake nor fiddle with the timepiece to allow for it to begin sounding, then to use snooze.  I doubt if I had the physical dexterity or intellectual facilities in the state I was in to have pulled it off anyway.  So I simply set the 5:00 alarm and crashed back to sleep.

To bed at 20:00, right at.  One final blood test, which was 128.  Then down like a rock.  Sleep was good.  Dreaming of women, again.  This time rather intimate.  More the sense than reality of sex.  Everything a man senses, but distinct parts of it, disassociated, separated, in parts.  It is rather strange that way, and never fulfilling.  Not exactly... horrible though either.  Thankfully it somehow wasn't tortuous.  It truly can be.  I seemed to have that sort of dream several times through the night, if almost all through the night.  I am surprised I am not exhausted from it.

I was hoping my fasting blood sugar would be good.  While blood sugar was rising, it had been four hours before bedtime since eating.  At least three.  At 181 it is nearly a disaster.  Although, that is a lot better than even the lower quad of the 200s.  Still, why the crazy jump?  I suspect it is from too little fat.  When I don't get enough fat, and I have fallen out of ketosis (jumped actually, as pizza will do), I think my body cannibalizes muscle for protein which releases a lot of insulin.  Currently I am still extremely insulin resistant.  That is my bet.

I ended waking at 3:41.  I was mostly able to just wake.  A bit tired but awake.  I turned off the 5:00 alarm and reset the 3:00 alarm.  I will reset the 5:00 alarm again when I go to bed.  It is good to have backup.  Cold tea is going down, fresh hot tea is in the works.  A fatted, heavily fatted... two cups of cream instead of one, tea or coffee first thing.  Insulin as well.

Oh, while I can't find non-hydrolized lard locally, and I refuse to pay fifty an half gallon, I did a bit of looking.  Some reasonably priced non-hydrolized leaf lard was found and purchased... ordered, at any rate.  As well, a supposedly better quality of ghee at a more reasonable price was found and ordered, Californian.  As a general rule you simply can't trust foreign food.  Sometimes there isn't much choice.  I used to avoid Chinese but accept Japanese.  Now I go more with SoKor or Taiwan for Oriental carpolla.  :p  Bleh.  Those, coconut fat, and butter, plus duck fat on rare special occasions, are the way to go.  So hard to find, yet not all that more expensive.

Later.