.
I am so close. The beef was cooked, then cooled enough to take as much
meat off the bones as possible. I had just a smidgen of beef and
broth. The bones and broth are back at it, filled though, as between the
loss of meat, and not having it absolutely full to just cook the meat, there
was quite a bit of room left. And the bones were still so solid, I think
it will easily do a full pot making superior broth.
Oh, so very tasty. And, yes, the heart along with the meat from the
bones will create a wonderful stew. It wasn't even well salted, or
otherwise spiced. Oh, sure, some salt, but not enough to well
season. Just enough so that it wasn't completely unspiced. It
needs something or it will be too plain other than adding way too much salt at
the table.
I have washed the meal dishes. And, of course, the container for the
meat and broth when it comes out. Snapped tight. I did feed Sam
beef. Wasn't certain she would eat it. Eat it she did. She
really likes my food, but it isn't good for her. Still, at over twenty,
if she wants some human food, so be it. Just not all of it! Wow
has that girl, especially for being so skinny, got a hunger on her.
Sassy won't touch the stuff. All good.
Quite a day. I'll have to hope the sun wakes me, as getting up early
will be a struggle. Oh, blood sugar was 99 about midday, and 108 by
later afternoon. Blood pressure and heart rate were 209/130 by
104. Not bad for not being on medicine. But... not good.
Yeah, I know. I know, right. I'll get on it. That's probably
down, because I have been working. It lowers things, everything.
Which... means... it's... pretty high.
What a day. I thought today was supposed to be a rest day? Oh
well. Oh, and my face is quite red. Though I think it has been so
for... a while. When I work, it does that. A light blood
red. Something about working, though on medicine or not. I took a
few painpills, because the aches and pains were getting to me. It
worked. Should sleep well, with that out of the way. Good night.
Every day.
A future yesterday.
The past I am going into... actually returning to. As with my Lord.
If far behind. He is patient. Love is.
Amen.
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