Bedtime.

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Hungry, but going without.  That last blood sugar bothered me.  It shouldn't have been that high.  Still, it's... not horrible... or as horrible as it has been.  Still, strange.  Perturbed by that.  Especially since, by many considerations, I have been fasting for two, three days, now?  The type of fasting that allows for two "snacks" and one light meal?  That sort of fasting, not the real fasting.  Or... my sort of fasting, which is nothing but water, black coffee, or plain tea.

I am up a bit later than planned, to nearly 19:00, because my watch needed charged.  So, charged it was.  I wanted more water, never got to it.  Still, trying to retrain away from going at night.  That is how it goes.  Trying to cut food, and water?  Yea, but... yea.

I'll go before bed, and hope for better.  The fewer times I wake, to go, the better.  Not sure, but last night I think it was just twice?  Thrice?  If three times, that is pretty regular.  If it was three times, it was very little out, say less than 500 ml?  There are times where I can let go 3 liters.  And, with water pills, when really backed up, I have filled three or nearing four of those 3 liter jugs.  Seriously.  So, 500 ml is rather light.  I have been, until now, filling half of one of those.  But the last... two weeks, three?  As I have been working on drinking more strategically?  I have been cutting down on night volume, and frequency.  There have been nights with only one or two times having to go.  But, usually, for this week, it's closer to three times.  If, as mentioned, volume is decreasing.

Working on everything.  If I am a bit overloaded, and not moving fast.  Tomorrow, I am hoping, I will begin back to work, and up early to get a weigh-in and shower first thing.  Then, load up dishes, get laundry started, and perhaps sweep?  Of course, and get a black coffee or tea, and manage what Sassy needs.  On to bed.