More than a bite, or drink.

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I have to have a larger meal per day.  Chia seed, while quite nice, truly, is not... heavy on the filling side.  Even with heavy cream, there is just... so little to it.  Same with cheese sandwiches.  Two slices of cheese, plus three 3" diameter slices of very thin deli meat, even doubled, is... rather light.  So, each day, I need a meal with more.

So far I haven't figured out what would be good keto food, more filling, and have it on hand.  I haven't been able to even get into my freezer, to get chops or other meats out and thawed, let alone to get back to the store and buy heftier cuts of meat.  Though meat alone won't do.  I need a fuller meal, of meat, and at least one side.  Though broccoli, salad, cauliflower, or other veggies, cooked or raw, plus else, such as sauerkraut, will do.  I need a substantial meal.

Looking in the fridge, tonight, I noticed I had purchased breakfast hams.  More like 4" diameter rounds, but much thicker than deli cuts, in there.  Six of them.  And, while not ideally keto, and nearly twice the normal allotment of carbs (for a normal diet, if just about max for my recommendations), a can of beans was seen as a good choice.  So I fried the ham, then drained and rinsed the beans... frying those after the ham was warmed.  Then adding shredded cheese.  

Shredded, from the store?  Yes.  There are hills to die on, that isn't one I will die on.  It will simply have to do.

Ah, finally, a solid meal.  I had thought about fast food, but decided on this.  Given the hour of the day, I may not have had a choice in any case.  Wonderful.  Now to remember to get a dose of insulin before too long.  Yea, a very good meal.  I have already taken heart medicine, night meds as is right at this point.  So, if I get a larger dose of insulin, I will check all the numbers in a few hours.  Hopefully getting chores done in there.  Ugh.  Sam is such a carpet shark.  I saved a portion of one of the rounds, and cut it up for her.  I... actually like doing that, after getting over the oddities of it.

I remember calling a woman spoiled, for asking me to do that for her.  But, now, I... wouldn't mind dicing her meat.  It is a gift to offer some slight relief to another human... for whatever reason.  Spoiled?  No.  Loved, I think would be the right word.  I think she had something diagnosable, but... what does it matter.  If a small action would mean something measurable... why not offer it?  We were both rather harsh on each other, if I did it more in response.  Still... interesting memories.  And she was a wonderful pussycat.

Well...  On to... waking, again, digesting, and maybe more.  Good day and waking night.  Later.