Monday, July 1, 2019

So that was the problem.

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Crashing.  I thought it was the work.  I am positive the work played a roll.  Blood sugar, negative spike, down to 59.  Two carb tabs, plus bacon, eggs, and milk.  Hopefully it doesn't jack blood sugar as high this time.  Four tabs and a larger meal last time, iirc, led to a 174 read, or so.  Recovery is experimental.  If this hits 150, next time just two tabs, no meal.  Would rather hit high, then softly titrate negatively per experience, than miss the mark low.

I don't fully understand.  A single if slightly high dose, but a large fatted coffee (large = full cup of cream) and chia cereal with nuts and preserves.  The work on top of else?  It doesn't seem like much work.  Maybe it wasn't, merely compared to usual?  I will try to work more often.  But... that has been the goal for three decades now.

Before I realized the problem, I let the ducks out, feeding them outside and tightening and raising their tarp.  Then set most of the dishes for a soapy soak.  A few other things as well.  Laundry will be put up shortly.  I won't nap until I see a better read, hopefully in two hours.

While making breakfast, I used the cast iron pan and placket upon which to bake the bacon, rubbed the bacon fat all around after removing the bacon to towel off, then put the iron back in to cure.  I'll do that as long as needed to get them back in shape.  If that fails to remove rust, I will pull out the angle grinder and steel rope wheel, wash clear again, grind, and do the bacon thing again.

Feeling a bit better.  Time to put laundry away then check the ducks.  I have found a few Catholic books, some particularly for men, some more general.  I know, no better a man than a Catholic, but if not those than what... that is aimed at you naysayers among my ranks.  Those who have no standing, either way, feel free to piss off.  I don't feel your pain, and only offer you sand to go pound.  You don't have to be Catholic or a man, but you have to be on the right side.  Not necessarily my side, but wishing me to be right.

Later.

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