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The vinegar drink helped.  Actually, I think it helped more then the caffeine I am consuming now.  Something about that shiver that only vinegar can give the body.  A shiver right down to the toes, somehow.  Even when cut just a bit.  The salt and electrolytes also help, by adding contrast?  Something like that.

Insulin in, so a fatted coffee and another of the cans of new lemon sardines.  I wanted to give those a second try.  I am satisfied.  They aren't nearly as brightly lemony as the others, just enough lemon to cut the cloying nature of canned sardines.  And, yes, it will do well.  Now to get some of the old type of lemon canned fish up, and use those up.

Both fast and slow acting.  I was asleep when I should have taken the slow acting insulin.  And, didn't remember, immediately, when I woke.  Further, I wanted food in me, and really needed the vinegar sour to tend my sore sour throat.  Nothing really goes well with that, for food, on the side.  So... I had to wait.

Pretty tired.  I may end up back in bed before long.  I really don't want to go back to bed, just not sure there is much of a choice.  I did turn the furnace up.  Though not sure it seems to matter.  Bleh.  

Oh... I did order some keto pancake mixes.  I'm not sure about getting to them today.  But, maybe, before long.  I brought a pack up, the last time I was down there, to look it over.  Not cheap, but not excessively expensive either.  I bought two different brands.  If I end up liking them, I may actually try to craft a recipe on my own, a bit more economically.  I just am not sure I want pancakes, or like them, or could.  But I want to try?  Something like that.  Try them, for a different food, from time to time.

Well?  I don't know.  Can barely stand to make coffee.  Will try to push through, to some things, anyway.  Ugh.  Can't believe how absolutely trashed I am.  I am doing everything right, keeping up on medicine, on food, on sleep.  Pushing as diligently as possible.  It just... doesn't... seem to matter?

If you are of the praying sort, I would ask a prayer of you.  I don't need or want to do, for my own sake.  But, I would have you pray that I do in God's name, and what is right and wanted in His will for me.  What I do, when I do, if right and successful, I grant as His work, and offer it to Him.  Believe or not, but good works are His or no ones, as is not anybody's.  I choose that they are His.  I would explain, but either you understand, know, or you have decided you know better.  Later.