A good day.

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Couldn't do a damned thing.  But I wasn't cold, I stopped hurting by early afternoon for no good reason.  I did get the ducks out for an hour.  It really does make them happy.  I also ate right and and well, checking blood sugar.  I splurged on lunch, had a baked potato, with butter.  Just that.

I was curious.  A smaller dose than what had become my usual brought blood sugar from 168 fasting to 119 before the potato.  Four hours later, blood sugar was up to 171.  I dosed, if again more lightly, then had supper.  It was down to 112, if I needed more food so ate again.  I'll check in about another hour.

I steamed cabbage, mushrooms, and the burger lamb mixed patties.  Those were as horrible as remembered.  I just couldn't choke them down.  But the cabbage and mushrooms were extremely tasty with butter and salt, along with a lightly fatted tea.  The thing is, cabbage is filling.  But it didn't last so I became hungry soon.  Another third of the cabbage and the last two ounces of mushrooms saw to my hunger.

I just couldn't think, remember, today.  I turned up the heat, hoping that would help.  Nope.  Actually I did shower first thing.  I... just... don't know?  I know I have things to do.  I just can't remember what, or to do them the moments I can recall.  I'll keep at it.  Good for what all, especially having no pain.  I'll see about the rest.

Another shower tomorrow.  It might help.  It can't hurt.  Later?