Oh? Really.

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Went down hard.  After four again, for certain.  How much after four is another question.  Minutes, long minutes, or hours?  I woke to close up shop and get the trash out.  I had the downstairs already shut up, but didn't remember.  Had to close up the upstairs though anyway.  While at it, I realize trash really needed to go.  I hope they weren't by before I got it out?  I... usually not.  Still, anything is possible?

While getting the trash, I realize cat litter and a few bowls of old food could go.  Went.  A shower was needed, after.  Actually, probably needed before.  And for a day or two.  Got.  Ducks were fed and let out.  Cats will get their turn soon.  I had the door open last night.  Sam came up and squatted the ogre a.o., several times.  Sassy didn't deign to appear.  All good.

A shower already.  If, though, nothing is happening, I am crashing after I get dry enough to crash.  With everything shut up, it was already hitting 73°, pretty much everywhere downstairs and outside?  I thought so.  Definitely inside.  Bleh.  I shouldn't close up early.  Upstairs was still 68°.  Strange.  But... whatever.  I don't always understand how things work.  I just do my best around what happens, and learn.

Holy... moly... we'll say.  Blood sugar is 98 fasting!  That is the lowest I have ever seen it, save fasting.  And, I assure you, I didn't fast yesterday.  Salami and fatted drinks, plus cream cheese, and onions in the last batch.  Not bad, I'll take that as long as I can.  As to doses?  A lot less.  I had two, the last of which was 8 mg.  If the first was... middling, I think? perhaps 12?  Something I ate gave me doubts.  Seven day average is 140.  Better.

Best feed the girls, when I can stand.  That shower relaxed me almost back to sleep!  Later.