Amazing.

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Two hours and small change after dunch (like brunch only later), a blood test.  At 116 and a twenty one point rise, it was great.  It was a decent sized meal.  As well, another half gallon of tea has gone through.  I may have a fatted tea yet tonight, or not.  I may have hit the problem, or biggest part of it.

I am suspicious that the sweetener was not causing problems as directly as one would think.  Sometimes it would cause a spike immediately.  Other times it seems my body would hold it back for hours, perhaps days.  Would it get lost in there, or simply have to wait in a queue for some or several organs to treat it?  I can't be certain why, I am now more certain that there could be no, short, or long delays on the effects of some or all of it.

Part of what kept me from sorting that out was that I didn't like that answer.  One more thing to give up.  The good life isn't the easy life.  But... it is good.

A story?  As you wish.



The day approaches.  I can't tell.  Did it pass?  Remember as I may.

I know.

I know.

No chance at being a peace maker.  Peace keeper?  But the impossible?  Maybe.

There... is hope.