Down late, up late.

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On purpose, or with purpose if later than proposed.  I wanted to extend the time between pill medicine doses.  Taking those too close together can be... severe.  Sometimes I handle it well, but when I am already very tired, cold and having trouble warming, and such, not so much.  I wanted to stay up to 23:00, but ended up just losing track until midnight thirty.  But I slept well right at that.  *Bam*  Lights out.

Still, medicine is set.  And, after taking it, an half hour after, I will check bp.  Checking it multiple times a day isn't helpful.  Hmm, maybe an hour after?  An half hour might work, since it will be on an empty stomach?  I may try both, and find out.  Anyway, back to checking, since, even if a bit wrongly, or imprecisely, I have taken medicines for the last four to six days, uninterrupted.

Blood sugar is 156 fasting.  Now, I did polish off the chicken, the last three drumsticks, last night at about bedtime.  I... was so hungry!  It wasn't actually physical hunger.  It wasn't even psychological hunger.  It was taste hunger.  They were so good!  I... just... wanted more!  And, being up so long extra, my willpower finally failed.  Oh, I get Sam.  She loves my chicken even more than I do.  Save that last batch.  That was horrible.

Anyway, not a good read.  I... just don't get it.  I am actually going to back down the slow acting insulin, and try to use fast acting more often, if in smaller doses.  Say two to four cc's at ~135, at meal times, and even two to three if it's at 120, as I eat?  I want it lower, and my fasting blood sugar is being squirrelly.  The last several docs seem to think I should be able to get it down to 80 to 100, on slow acting alone.  I... haven't seen that.  And this, with eating rightly.  You can't eat better, as a diabetic, than what I have been eating for weeks.  Even my calorie count is lower than pound and an half weight loss calorie suggestion.  Probably averaging between 1,200 and 1,600 calories (so, say, 1,400), rather than the 1,879 calories allowed.  Even last night, I finally hit close but still a few under calories, but only because I ate those last three pieces of chicken!  Ugh.

As to that last batch?  I think I simply overcooked it by so long, that, while it didn't look terrible, there was no fat left, and nothing else?  it was completely drained of anything flavorful or good.  Odd how you can render meat to, pretty much, beyond even death.  Not sure why I did that?  Won't do it again, on purpose.

Oh, I still have to do some sorting.  Figuring out all the macros and calories.  Well, and menus which will work with them.  Initially, I don't mind having more fats, as I change and push things around.  But, according the the schedule I had created before (If I think I was trying to cut fats a bit, for calories sake), just breakfast manages all the fat I need for the day.  

While... okay, for now, and until I shrink my eating times to four hours per day, only, I don't mind the higher fat.  It smooths the process.  But, at some point, I need to sort that a bit.  I probably do want to get to about 65% fat, which is still double a typical (33% fat, protein, and carb, that is often (if I think even then unwisely) suggested.  

Though 33% fat is reasonable, necessary, for most people, less carbs is preferred (ignoring the mic, medical industrial complex, which is as bad for us as the government, these days).  I think, optimally, for me, would be 65% fat, 20% protein, and 15% (or less) carbs.  The trick is to get more protein in.  I'll... be working on that today.  I just hate the idea of protein powders.  I really do.  But, I may have no choice.  That may be the one thing missing in my diet, and could really... help me back to wellness.  It would allow muscle creation and retaining.  It really might be a large part of my health issues, or a part of why that keeps me down.  More muscle would be a very good thing.

Anyway... that's the morning meandering of thought, hope, goals, and sich.  Now on to some tea, then browsing other people's business, and then on to chores, a shower, cat litter, feeding all, and such.  I'll keep at it, you do too.  I worry about you, even those who ran away.  If... that is how I do.  I still pray for you.  Amen.