Going back to bed.

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Sam finally showed up, so I fed the girls.

I will probably have the last bit of cheese left, of the smaller wheel.  Plus something to drink, perhaps fatted coffee?  Maybe.

It has been four hours, roughly, since testing then eating and two hours since I tested blood sugar without eating more.  Without more insulin, and not eating for four hours, blood sugar went down a huge bit again.  It is at 140, a hundred and eleven point drop.  Very strange.  I won't take insulin with the... tea, plain, I think, and cheese.  I did take some candies upstairs, and there is some downstairs.  That is a huge, almost scary, drop.  Especially with no insulin since it was 363?  Crazy.

Dark out, still.  Cloudy, heavily overcast or seems so and was last time I peeked out.  All good.  I haven't done chores.  I don't think I can.  But I may anyway.  Will see shortly.  And, maybe, a treat for the girls.  They don't, usually, get much.  And they won't this time, perhaps seven to twelve small bits.  Thankfully they can't count.  Every various feeding is like a feast to them, even if I'm cutting it a bit thin.  :p  They remind me, so much, of regular women... somehow.  Somethings don't matter, regardless of the species.

Later, or most likely... good... night, and day, and morning.