Chores, right to them.

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It's still chilly out there, but I am feeling warmer.  It is up to 26 F, I suppose compared to 8 to 12, even 14 to 15, that is warmer.  Plus, no wind or air movement.  It was... rather pleasant.  I was able to do all in one go.  Plus feed the tom.  Just dry food this morning.  I'll take him, probably, the last of the deli meat... heated... this evening.  He does seem grateful.  He doesn't growl and his when in his corner, when he is there as I feed.  He doesn't show himself, but he doesn't cat curse up a storm.

While their waterers were frozen, they were much closer to being empty.  I think having them three quarter to half full, to start, allows them to get more down?  Quicker?  Or it just seems like it?  No, I am sure.  Now, freezing is supposed to take no more volume.  Which... has an objective truth to it.  But, when bottles are malleable regarding size... i.e. they can shrivel when frozen... the appearance of volume changes.  Well, no, it does actually change.  As the water freezes in these, they shrink inwards.  And, their objective volume is decreased.  So... whether actual volume changes isn't the whole of the issue.  Objectively or subjectively?  Aye.

Remember.  It's... the little things.  They don't make all the difference, but a penny earned is far greater than a dollar earned, when spread over a million, or billion, purchases, versus over ten or a hundred.  Scale, time, small amounts, volumes, small does beat mountains, a few grains at a time.  Amen.

Breakfast is on the way.  I do have one of the chops left.  And... something, something, else.  Oh, well, yogurt and fruit?  Sure.  The difficult thing, at this point, is figuring out how to eat enough, even at my extremely reduced calorie intake, to eat my calories in the time given.  I need to eat, almost constantly, to even try to keep up.  Though, it isn't the only metric.  Blood sugar... has to be monitored.

At this point, if I can't keep blood sugar high enough, despite eating as much as will fit in my face in four hours, I may begin... tapering.  Slowly easing back on insulin... slow acting.  I'll go down to 40 tomorrow, if I am still struggling.  And, then, after that, as much as it takes.  The one thing about all this?  I may need another vial of slow acting insulin per set, but may be able to get rid of two vials of the fast acting...  Not... a bad bargain.  And... that is assuming I don't end up needing far less of everything, all told.  

Though, unless I quit insulin altogether, the longevity of the vials limits how much a reduction would involve, as to needing less.  Whether I use half the vial or the whole vial, it only lasts 28 days from the day it is first used.  Limits.  Now, for my health, using half, or quarter, is far better than using the whole thing.  Nyet?  The maffs will get you.  *grins*

Oh... I was pretty sure who was suggesting so-and-what last night.  She... showed her hand.  Actually, I was thinking it was her.  So much so that I... thought of that very post for some very odd, peculiar, reason.  Now I know.  I just... can't believe how... very well I see and she can speak, even in my tongues.

Well, on to the day.  Good morning, afternoon, and day.