I was so sure.

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Down right at 16:50?  Okay, I thought it was 16:00.  Texts tell you when, and I signed off with a final text at that time.  Crashing immediately after.  Slept like a rock, so hard that one pillow ended up being enough for whatever reason.  And, just now waking at 4:00, pretty much on target.

I worked yesterday.  I did much.  Not heavy, all of it, but much more activity than I have been able to see myself through to for many months.  Just getting to town and groceries, alone, has been the sum of my heavier work load days for months.  Ugh.  And, yes, my body feels it today.  But, lightly oddly.  Just like a minor, regular, workout... not like a marathon.  Gently used, is how I would put it.  A good feeling.

The lights are working.  A steak was offered, and Santa took it.  Keep the milk and cookies?  :)  I found an easier extension cord, but may look for another, and my timer.  Borrowing one of his, for the time buying... for expediency.  Gratefully.  Still, would like to see a preferred extension cord and my timer might be found and employed.  If only while trying to do other things?  It's a matter of... pride?  Not the bad kind, but... yes.  I tire of being in need all of the time.

I won't say days and nights are switched.  My schedule is wholly unstable when first switching.  It could flip back, or move forward two, five, ten hours... in a moment.  But, for today, it seems to be switched to daytime.  Or... mostly.  A 04:00 wake up, and twelve to sixteen hours of awake time, means a day schedule... assuming I don't crash around noon, and stay down until midnight or something.  It happens all the time.

Oh, what I was sure about?  I was sure, somehow, that blood sugar would be ugly t his morning.  For good, or no, reason whatsoever.  My sacrifice of fries, and even buns, would have been for naught.  I just knew it.  Still, I took it before I might eat or drink anything that might, somehow, skew the results.  And... sure enough... 106 fasting?  WTF?

That screwed up my whole pessimism scheme!  Oh my gosh though.  Seriously?  I have been aiming very solidly at keto, low carb, no sugar, even cutting artificials or alternatives to near nubs.  I have been eating carefully, watching things, choosing less, better, right.  And it is paying off.  Difficult to do, when I can't always make it to the store, or elsewhere.  But it is paying off.  Bigtime.

The only one fasting read I remember being lower, I think, was a 103, once, very long ago.  Jean commented on it, too.  Once, in all the years I have been trying.  Or,, since the last time I became diabetic.  Crazy.  Cheese sandwiches, chia breakfasts, and a pseudo regular supper, including a potato once or twice a week?  Yep.

Now to tweak even that.  Turn the three meals into two slightly bigger meals, and move them closer together, eating only for eight, then six, hours a day.  And, cutting calories in the doing.  Perhaps, in time, even moving to one meal a day, and adding one and two day fasting every seven to fourteen days... as much for health as sacrifice.

I... am almost sure I can, at least when medicine becomes... stable.  Still looking for the last heart medicine to bring bp under control.  Will see if this one I have loaded into my medset will be the one or will have to look for another.  At least, this time, I have been through one that took me down too far, so have an idea how to... possibly... manage that.  Heaven knows, I am doing as I can.

So... yes.  A very good day, and month.  Now to extend that to a very good year.  It only took them, then me, nearly 35 years to find a... path back to maybe something of a life?  Why they didn't just tell me it was heart problems from the start?  That was evil.  And, yes, I do blame the general medical.  For it wasn't just the Navy, the VA and civilian medical both had to know it was a bad heart, and completely ignored it.  It was a medical decision to just let me die.  Evil.  I guess medicine has been corporate for a very long time.  All of my adult life, at least.  So be it.

Anyway.  Today?  Well, I'll wake a bit, then maybe set up some dishes.  I may fry a steak, as a gift for work well done.  When the sun is up, or as close as it might get, I'll get the rabbits fed and watered.  The cats, and their litter, shortly... probably as I do a chia breakfast... I'll have the steak for lunch... on or with salad.  Then, maybe, boxes?  I can hope.  Good morning and day, night if your on the other side.