Took two hours!

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The grill just wouldn't light.  I even got a fresh bag of coals.  Nope.  Something about the weather.  And, even when it did start?  It was a very cold fire.  I emptied the sediment pan, that wasn't it.  I tried every trick I could to get the fire hot enough.  Nope.  Even then, it ended up being a slow and low cook.  However?

They were absolutely perfect.  Not underdone, no pink in there.  But not overdone.  Juicy slabs of the best thick cut pork chops into which you could ever hope to set your teeth.  Oh, delicious.  I also had veggies with it, in butter.  I was going to have sardines later, but decided BUTTER sounded better.  A fatted protein coffee now, and one later, and all it good for the day.  I hit calories on the dot, or close enough.  Carbs and fat well under, and I hit 200 protein!  That... is my goal.

I am trying the vegetable protein powder.  It's not bad.  Oddly, it has more of a powdered milk taste than the actual beef based one.  Still, I don't mind, or care.  As long as it gets me the protein.  It has almost twice the calories of beef based though, so best to use the beef based more often.  Still, a good call when calories are just a tad low.

I have begun thinking of food as tools.  Tools by which I may try to rebuild my body.  Tools to let it heal itself.  Tools to obtain that which seems to be needed and wanted, to some degree.  I am trying to get away from food as an end unto itself.  It's a difficult row to hoe, back from that way.  But... maybe... doable.  If the extra protein does begin showing, I may well be more motivated to get back to swimming.  And, if more able through things, back to hiking.

Life is good.  With a little care, attention to detail, effort, and will, it can be better still.  As tough as life has been, I am grateful, more so now than ever, that God gave... even forced... more chances... opportunities... on me.  There was a time I would have jacked Him in the mouth.  Then again, I won't say I didn't try.  *grins*

He laughed... turned the other cheek?  *grins*  Maybe, maybe.

Anyway... doing well, doing more.  Getting going.  Oh, and the V.A. called back.  The doctor has me set to get the meds.  Still has to go through pharmacy, but usually the doc's bona fides are the only real required signatory.  Check.  So, I should be able to get on with making sure this medicine will work, and seeing if I can't tinker-train the group of medicines into a better bp and pulse.  Innit?  Cheers.