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I worried that eating late would make blood sugar high. Or volume might do it. For this morning. Blood sugar is 163 fasting, this morning. That is the lowest blood sugar I have had since taking heavier doses of insulin. I guess even that artificial sweetener was yanking blood sugar higher by a lot. Carbs or no, it just doesn't work. I wish I could find one I can both taste and which doesn't jerk my blood sugar higher. I keep trying various forms of stevia. Either you like it, or can taste it, or in my case not. I wonder if there is a liquid form?
I am tried, today, boys and girls. I didn't get to bed until 23:30, plus or minus small change. Waking at around 09:30. It was ~61 to 62 upstairs and downstairs. I left the windows open, and upstairs I had a fan on. A rather good night for sleep. I had to use the pee bottle, but sort of expected that, drinking so late into the night, trying to cool off from the heat and work of the long day. Still, almost made it to morning. And, even then, it twas but a piddle! I will, in time, be through with that.
Yeah, if I can handle blood sugar, I think a lot of problems will go away. I've simply had several struggles, and confusion, on my hands. Too many things to sort out all at once. It is coming together. A bit late for anything useful. And with some severe problems which will always need treatment, and will always be a problem... you don't let a bad heart go for twenty five years without... issues. That isn't on me. They wanted me to do because I was not politically correct and had other defects which made me less than worthy for life, in their eyes. That's on them, not me.
A bit sort, but just in places. More from actually walking, moving, getting into the car, driving. Things, if I had the energy and time, I could acclimate. Well, and as things warm, I probably will become better with. Just wear and tear. Things I actually enjoy, if I could maintain. I am wearing the aches and pains happily, even so. And they are fading into the morning.
Today? Chores, of course... in a bit. I've got to wake. Then? If I could begin in on the bathroom, that would be good. The toilet, tub/shower area, and sink are mostly good. But the floor needs swept and mopped. And decluttered. I was nearly there last time I could work, and it remains about where I left off.
As well, perhaps work in the kitchen. Clearing more, here and there. Cans downstairs, items sorted and tossed, hopefully finding whether I have an extra instapot pot for the eight quart or not. If it's for the six quart, perhaps I could get that operational... found then operational. It is... out there, probably on a shelf.
The kitchen is basically where I left off last time, as well. I haven't had time to fall far from how I left off. Oh, and the last of the boxes brought up and torn down. That will have been a heck of a job... just dealing with... decade of boxes? Yeah. I hit them, from time to time. But usually just from a few rooms. They piled up everywhere else! Almost done. Perhaps a quarter left? Less? More by a bit? Still, that's... good.
Oh, and either this month or next, ordering a dumpster and the beginning of elimination. I have a block of boxes upstairs ready to go. A couple of larger old chairs to go. Hopefully, if I could, get more of that moved to the downstairs for easy removal, and stack more boxes for quick removal from whatever else I can get ready. Boxes of packing material, what of that is left, and other things just to go. I'd like to get everything out that will go within a one month block of time, for efficiency and cost minimalization.
Hmm, and food. I will debone chicken thighs, cook that all up a bit, and end with a stew. Veggies are now on hand. I overdid the brussels sprouts. Not good, they taste like oil. Bleh. But the mushrooms and beef were still good. I will finish that off this morning, in just a bit. After a short reheating. The zero time pressure cooking, on the instapot, is about perfect for reheating meat or stews.
Later.
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