Food.

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Not good food, but... food.  Pasta.  Angel hair pasta, with butter, salt, and else.  I looked at the carbs, then per serving thing so looked at how many servings per package.  That... wow.  I think a cup of sugar would have been a lot less?  Or similar?  Nasty.  Still, it was made, and I don't have anything else.

Trying to get going all day, to absolutely no good ends.  I wasn't hungry.  But I knew I needed food.  I turned the heat up, but that wasn't doing a thing.  I want a shower, and to reset waterers.  So troubled.  Pushing, but it's like in those dreams, where you are running from or to something, but your legs aren't doing the trick.  Only it is real waking life.

Will see if the food does any good, or if it was a total waste of blood sugar reset moments.  I took a large dose of insulin, but that only does just so much.  I really want a shower, but was almost falling down just making tea.  My body didn't have enough of whatever it burns to function.  It wasn't as bad as it has been, can be, but it was dragging me down fairly hard.  I had to have something, this was just what I had on hand that I could make.  Will see shortly.

The goal is to give it all about an hour, then get a shower, do waterers, and chores.  Then anything else possible.  Just doing those things is... pushing it.  But I do have some hope, since I was able to even get food prepped and eaten.  A bit nauseas, was that way before food, not getting worse, so... should be good.  Later.