Saturday, November 9, 2019

A nap was the plan.

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I... seem able to lose time in all ways, if without control.  I had been keeping to days and nights, very roughly.  Up many hours, twelve to twenty or so, then down six to twelve.  Not a plan, can't control or contain sleep or wakefulness, but at least I had some sense of a day and night.  One slip doesn't mean it is gone, if it often indicates a return to cycle chaos.

After my last blood sugar read, I ate a bit as 83 was too low given I had eaten.  So I had a fatted tea and a big bowl of buttered popcorn.  That raised blood sugar to 110.  Three hours later it was down to 94 already.  No, no more insulin.  I won't take insulin below 120.  I am actually having trouble keeping blood sugar up!  Very strange.  But, for now, I will take it.  It is 113 fasting at around 18:30...  I can't be certain when I crashed, perhaps 8:30, give or take two hours.  But my last meal was several hours before the 110 reading... so definitely fasting.  However, I didn't take my long acting insulin because I intended a nap only.  Bleh.

Today?  The list remains.  Not much else to say.  For whatever reason, pretty much every muscle group is a bit sore.  Later.

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