Sunday, May 29, 2022

Perhaps to bed early?

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To be honest, I would like to go on to bed now.  At 16:03, I have only been awake for nearly seven hours.  But... no.  I want to stay awake a few more hours.  Then go on to bed around 18:00?  If possible, as close as possible.  The cool of the day, and continuing rain, makes rest a strong possibility.  I probably could go on to sleep now.  I just don't want that, not yet.

Sassy has been begging for attention.  So I have been giving her as much as possible.  As the world warms, she will want to find a cooler place to hide away.  While not quite a true long hair, she has longer fur than many cats.  And it does get a bit rough for her.  I have gloves, with combing bits and grooves, to help her remove extra fur.  But there are limits to what we can do, alone and combined.  It is good to give her attention, when I can.  That has been waning as the days have been warming.

I have been looking at other foods.  For camping, and for here at home.  I really don't like the idea of something like hemp hearts.  Seems to pot related.  And, yet, for meals on the go... cold soaking, or even hot soaking, they may actually be better than pure chia.  A mixed batch of foods.  I may have to give up on some objections, based on... probably nothing.

I have been looking over various food for both the trail and here at home.  Actually, beside giving on hemp hearts, I may also add oatmeal.  A surrender of a different sort, adding carbs in.  Why?  Because cutting carbs hasn't terribly helped with blood sugar.  I mean, yea, some things.  Or in larger amounts.  Cutting regular soda, for the most part, or lots of potatoes and rice.  But, at some point, there really isn't much difference.  

At this point, I have to take a fairly significant dose of insulin, of various sorts, no matter what I eat.  It's... just how it goes.

Oh, something else?  I would never be able, currently, to go on longer hikes.  A few days?  Maybe.  But much longer and insulin would become a problem.  I could take insulin, stored within syringes, in baggies, within iced water.  And cool those off, if melt-off streams are nearby.  That might last three to five days?  But, not more.  And resupply stations would be tricky, as insulin arrives in thirty day packs.  So... keeping that cold would be a trick, unless I was to waste large amounts of the  stuff?  Wouldn't do that.

But, I might be able to work some things through, for short hikes... a day or three, or maybe five?  Assuming, of course, I can ever get to even that.  Though, in winter, I could probably store insulin for longer trips.  If that would be difficult, just by it's nature, even if insulin could be managed.  Still, I can dream, and sort of begin planning.  It's starts, and ends, with food... or nutritional balances, which includes insulin.  Start at home, by figuring out what I can practically eat out there, and get to know it by eating it at home.  Can dream, have to dream.  Even for me, without dream, there is only death.  Even if I never get to it, I must dream.

Later... or goodnight.

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