Strange.

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Warm.  Almost too warm.  Dressed no more warmly than usual.  But, the furnace is very low.  And, yet, I feel almost hot.  No extra coffee, or hot foods.  A salad for dinner, so a cold meal, really.  Blood sugar is rising, a bit, to 142 just now.  But... that's good.  Within spec's, at least for my type, at this point.  I even, with a sheet to keep this part separated, have the front door open.  Warm, very warm.  Still cool out there.  Last I looked it had dropped to 44?  Something like that.

Very strange.  Still, I'll take it.  I have been so chilled, it seems for so long, that a warm day, even if just of body, is so very welcome.  I'll take it.  Enjoy it.

I am tired.  Trying to move on.  Not much, but I do have the roasts going.  Why two roasts?  I... wasn't paying attention, when grabbing meat out of the freezer.  Just didn't realize my mistake.  Still, all good.  I can have bits and pieces of each.  A little extra meat on the menu, but that makes up for no meat on the menu for about a week... or off and on for longer.  Couldn't cook.  Still, sort of, can't.  Can roast though.  So be it.  Oh, and thirded two onions, for on top of each.  I love the flavor it imparts, and eating the onion as well.

Drinking a bit more, but taking more waterpills.  The body is trying to sort it out.  While I can try to involve reason, there is no telling a thirsty horse, the size of my body, not to drink when it believes it should.  Trying to reason with it isn't the thing, nor is simple assertion of will.  It is getting the critter body involved with the process... like convincing it that itching a bug-bite is not going to help... so teach to resist the urge.  That... takes a bit.  It doesn't, fully, trust me.  Though... we have... come to a better understanding.  Especially since Draino and else are off the menu.  Yes, the body can rebel, and sometimes should.

Even so, I do have to drink a bit more.  Some sort of balance.  It's trying to not drink too much, or take too many water pills.  Things that can't, with certainty, be know... just... sort of slowly intuited with practice, observation, if in hope, with faith, toward love?  Aye, I think so.  So... I'm doing my best.

Two more days of single dose medication, and I go back to full doses, twice a day.  Only carvedilol and one other will go up.  Only carvedilol is difficult.  But, I have been taking a big and little pill.  I will be stopping the little pills, just going to the big ones, if twice.  So, it isn't quite a full load upgrade... a doubling.  I... tried to give myself a little boost, in titrating.  It'll still be tough.

I think the headaches, and else, are from restarting medicine.  But it has been much worse.  I'm not grumpy.  Even when I yell at the game, I then take time to soothe Sassy, so she knows it isn't her, or her fault, and I'm not blaming her.  Even if she came over and disturbed me, on or around the time of my game death.  :p  As such, she spends time with me, right in there, while I play, holler, and curse.  I'm... really not all that bad to deal with.  Even for a old guy.

Enjoying the fresh air, but too, the smell of the roasts.  The timer must be about to go off.  I am so looking forward to beef.  Later.