Uhm... nice.

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A shower, a load of laundry going and a second one maybe yet tonight.  Dishes set to rinse.  I wasn't sure anything else would go forward.  More, I am hoping to clear and clean a space for clean dishes tomorrow.  So there isn't more to do to do more?  Right, right.  Yes, I will clear the space, and move laundry around.  Maybe get that which is rinsing to the drying area?  Put another load to wash?  Maybe.

It's only 21:30?  Then... yea... I... have time.  Trying to get to bed earlier, so as to wake earlier, too.  A rather good day, even without what I just did.  If I get to the next hoped things yet tonight?  A grand day.  Oh... it's still rough in here.  But everything I do, every bit I manage, gets me one step closer to taking care of other things.

One step at a time.

Blood sugar was good.  No worries there.  It was 111 after all my meals, and my one dose of fast acting insulin.  I have the slow acting already in the needle.  Just waiting.  I'll tell you, though... diabetes, type II?  It isn't a food thing, at this point.  It isn't lifestyle.  I am eating what I should be, the last two days I have eaten less than 1,000 calories.  And it just doesn't matter.  For the last two weeks, minus a few skips, I have been eating 1,500 calories or less per day.  Even when I go above that, it's still only to a technical weight loss point even then.  And?  And I haven't lost an ounce... I am still at 280.  Some of that may have been being off meds, and gaining water weight.  I have had to jump my water pills to five, for a few days, to drain the swamp.  Then I'll go back down to two a day.  But I do need two a day, it seems, on this particular regimen.  Further?  In the last two days, since I weighed last at 280, even with the extra water pills, and eating less than 1,000 calories over the last two days, and while working more each day than I have in weeks?  I... gained three pounds.  So... yeah.  I'm... probably stuck at 280.  I'll keep at it, for other reasons.  But... I am stuck.

If I was eating wrongly, by volume or type, blood sugar would show it.  I could, possibly, be drinking too much.  But... that would lead to me peeing more, no matter what.  Especially taking five 40 mg furosemide tabs a day.  This is my third day of that, and I have two more... was seriously bloating.  Uhrm, actually, make that four days.  So, tomorrow, I will probably go back to two water pills a day.

Anyway... I have been doing very good this week.  A bit more, each day.  Adding medicine back in, being more regular with it.  Doing work, chores, attempting to find a small job... which didn't work out.  Still, doing... well.  If I can keep up on medicine, I will begin checking blood pressure early next week, Monday probably... if I remember.  Or Tuesday or Wednesday.  Blood sugar is being checked two to four times a day, again.

Not bad.  And it is still in the dead of winter.  Though the sun is beginning to light up the sky a bit earlier.  Sunup is 07:44 in Logan, not sure about here.  Probably earlier here.  We are out in the plains of the valley, they are butted against the sunward mountains.  Still, it's about 08:00, when it begins to stir me to wake.  If I haven't been able to always wake for it, I do wake, a bit, to it.  I... notice.  Sundown is around ~17:45.  Which still seems really early, but it was 16:45 not long ago, perhaps even earlier.  Still, being winter, I... am doing well.  A very good sign.

Well, I best either get busy, or get to bed.  Goodnight.  I'll keep you in my prayers.