Not a bad start.

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Breakfast.  Nothing fancy, chia again.  Though I had a large plain tea with it.  I finally have tea brewing down.  Lower temps, longer brew, is preferred.  I purchased green tea, without doubts, and will be trying that soon.  Though, I suspect, with it, I will need to brew at lower temps for shorter times, more like, say, 155 F for three minutes.  I will have to test.  And, each tea will be a little different.  As will preferences.  Which may change over time as well.  Tastes mature, give room for them to do so, be ready for them to do so.  If maturity is different for different folk?

As well, I keep using an electrolyte powder.  Usually I mix it with my carbonated water.  Though, sometimes, I mix it with tea, as today.  I am slightly dehydrated.  I can't drink enough, it seems, lately.  I am not sure if carbonated water... if I am beginning to reject it.  Or maybe the meds are making drinking as difficult as eating.  There are other options.

I had tea, today, to mix it up a bit.  But tea is more difficult to drink than carbonated water, and coffee is way out.  I simply, for the last month, have been incapable of drinking coffee regularly.  I tried, for a while, as means of getting cream... thus fat... into my diet.  It became impossible.  I wondered if it was coffee or cream, but with chia breakfasts beginning, and using cream in that, cream is not the problem.

Oh, right, I do have chicken bone broth in the freezer.  A quart or two of that, heated and then with butter or cream added... per week?  Yes, a big cup, every other day?  Yes, that might work.  More as an "afternoon" (well after "breakfast"... first meal) thing.  And, probably, it could be sufficient to itself.  Not every day, but most days?  Something like that.

Can't be sure how much I actually ate, yesterday, but... it consisted of the three tablespoon chia breakfast and two burritos.  That was it, save for several bottles of water, electrolyte solution, plus vitamins and minerals.  And, actually, that is more than I have been eating lately.  I am hoping to have cheese and meat sandwiches later, one or two.  And, maybe, something else?  Sardines?  A can?  Maybe.

The other day I thought I'd eat two cans of sardines.  Nausea barely allows one.  While that is improving, it's... not fully corrected yet.  I won't push it.  But one can might do.  You'd think I'd lose weight.  But with activity almost completely curtailed, I don't think weight loss is possible.  Still... at least I shouldn't be gaining.  Especially with water problems being solved.  Ugh...

I'll keep at things.  But, for now, it's mostly little or nothing.  Just doing breakfast about sent me back to bed.  Wore me out.  I am still going to at least try to get to chores, and the final cat effort, clearing their litter.  Bleh.  Pushing to do such little things is such an affront.  I used to be truly potent, strong, able.  This sucks.  I'll keep trying.

I did call my mother.  And she answered.  She was getting fussy, about things.  But, then, I think, recently, remembered that she is nearing 80.  Yes, mother, that... does make a difference.  Not that she can quit, only... given the givens.  She sounded rather chipper.  It was a good talk.  No... real information to transfer.

It was good to hear that she got out.  Some good home cooking over the weekend.  And I could at least report slightly better doings here, with potential for more.  It is good to just hear her voice, and know she is well.  She is pushing things, but... that is how our family does.  I can't tell her not to do what I do myself?  I... will just keep her in my prayers.  We play and work as hard as we can, even if it kills us.  It's how we... do.  Still, a hardy lot, we don't die well, or even break easily.  How many times has she fallen?  How many times have I died?  Meh.  Later.