Fog.

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Without looking at the clock, I just kept expecting the sun to show.  At some point I started to worry.  Is it already that late in the season?  Had dawn slipped into midmorning?  Finally I simply had to see.  Not a light fog, a thick one.  One a thought could be given to getting a bowl of it.

By seven thirty enough light was trickling through to safely let the ducks out.  Only one had layed an egg.  I suspect low light will do that.  They were really happy to be let out. The cats have been fed as well.  And given a snack.  I don't think Sassy can lose weight, at this point.  Still, perhaps she can keep from adding weight.

After a dose, a fatted tea, and two hours, blood sugar had only dropped to 173, five points.  Very strange.  So, a meal and a bigger dose.  While I want to nap, or more, I want to see what is happening with blood sugar first.  I need it to be going down, or hit it again.  There is no good reason for insulin not to have worked.  BP is 137/91 with a pulse of 78.

At least there is some sun.  Or light I should say.  It helps.  Later.