Down late, again.

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Can't be positive, if I think it was around 00:30?  Not absolutely sure.  Then awake at 07:30 to 08:00?  Something like that.  It seems like moments ago, and it it 08:49 now, but... I am almost sure I was awake earlier.  I did a few things, if I can't remember what.  Oh, but I did find medicine, and started it.

I took insulin last night, as well.  It's been hit and miss.  I try.  Then, even after a very non-keto meal, and only a slightly stronger dose of insulin, blood sugar dropped.  It hit 53 by the time I noticed and tested.  So, I managed it.  Then, this morning, around 03:30, I woke with the shakes, cold sweats, and the rest of the symptoms of a blood sugar drop.  I crawled out and took some carbs.  Wow, never had it hit twice like that.  If, too, I am trying to carb that minimally.  Always wondered if I'd sleep into death or a coma, or wake up.  Well, I know, at least this time.

Overcast, at least cool... maybe cold.  Foggy too, if no wind or else.  Sounds like it is still raining, sprinkling anyway.  I had hoped to get out and do a few things today.  Not sure that will happen.  So, if possible, I will do some work in the house.  Muscles, body, is still cranky.  But less so.  Almost as if I was rusting, and had broken some of the rust off by moving and doing.

So, better, just... I don't think all the rust can ever come off.  Or even... well... any time I do things, from now on, I will hurt for a while.  Or worse.  If I could do a few hours of actual work a day, though, I'd still take it.  If I could stretch that, even through the pain, I would.  Not sure what is possible.  My mind is foggy, getting past that, and to work, solo, is triple duty.  The will is there, just not the way, often.

Dishes, laundry, and boxes today.  If possible, and it is likely necessary, clearing counters... so cleaning might well follow today or tomorrow.  I will give it a go.  Oh, and two more calls.  Then, all save registration/taxes, the month will be caught up.  It's been a rough number of weeks... months...  Things may never get back on track, but things can be more or less caught up.  Things, for a while, will be almost caught up.

Good thing, too.  Because these medicines will probably dunk me into a whole next level of darkness for some unknown period of time.  If it's not a month, it could be three, or just weeks.  I can never tell.  Still, if things get managed, I don't mind dropping a bit deeper.  Have already been down and lost for a very long time.  Conscious, mostly.  And, while that may be lost, it may not be for as long as I have already been down.  If... I can get past the new medicine.  Lisinopril doesn't, or hasn't, played nice before.  Though it may not have been that particular medicine, if I thought it seemed so.  That is the new medicine, I think, after the other new med was maxed out to some success.  Ugh.

Just a few more things...  Then I can go down for a while.

Well?  I'll... spend time waking.  Maybe eat the last of the cheese on a couple of cheese sandwiches, have some hot fatted coffee, and... see what the world is about.  Good morning, day, and later.