Awake, late.

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Fair enough, I keep pushing.  Games, food, driving, etc.  Up at 11:30.  Down?  Two?  Three?  I can't be sure.

Blood sugar is 166 fasting.  I... expected it to be in the 230 range.  Especially after eating last night.  Okay.  Not perfect, but better than hoped.  We'll see in the next few days though.  Sometimes it doesn't crest for a while.

Got a call from the doctor's office, a nurse.  A1C is 9.7... I think is what they said.  Pretty high.  Doctor wants me on medication.  Thing is, I have only just now, finally, eating in such a way that blood sugar has come down.  Still, I said sure.  They will be sending it.  I'll look it over.  Any reason not to, and I won't.  I'm finally losing weight and size.  Blood sugar is coming down, parting when I feast.  I won't take a medication which keeps me ill, or drops my blood sugar like a rocket whenever... it wants.  Still, sure.

The new sugar substitute is in.  It was looking like it wouldn't show until next week.  Not sure how that sometimes takes so long, and other times looks to be taking long, then ends up here so quickly.  Certain centers *anywhere in Illinois, cough* are notorious for taking three days to get through.  And, sometimes, they will send a package from Kentucky (a fast throughput, usually here the next day) over to somewhere in Illinois.  To slow it down.  I have to guess they do that because the local warehouse is packed?  There is no room, and the timeline shoot through is limited... due to how many workers in the shop, and how many trucks delivering.  But... this one... must have gotten the greenlight.  It rocketed here after being sent to the Illinois package purgatory.

Oh, that is for cranberry sauce.  I just need cranberries, a good orange for the peel, and... water?  Something.  I'll look again.  I really want to make that, see if it is hard on blood sugar.  Ought to compare it with a sugared one?  We'll see.  But I will try this.  I love cranberry sauce, more so the textured one, not the jelly one.

I'll take the meat off the turkey bones today.  And, maybe, see if the chicken is any good.  If so, roast that as well.  Pulling the meat off that too.  As well, cook the squash.  It's a little acorn squash, but should provide enough for several days rations.  I'm not as worried about squash, in the diet, as sweet potatoes.  Hmm, though that is just a feeling.  I ought to look those up, for carb counts.

And medicine.  I need to get that, and some of the supplements.  Trying to remember the new method for those... two in the morning, one in the evening.  Just opposite of how I take carvedilol.  Do that for a week, see how the numbers run.  It's difficult not to try to overreact to a single high or low number.  But you... sort of have to let the dice roll until they settle, and often enough to get a handle on things.

Well... on to my day.  Hopefully to sleep earlier tonight.  No food, including fatted coffee or bone broth, until 14:00.  Then I can eat until 20:00, as much (meat) as I want.  If I can cook though?  Bleh.  Or eat.  Nausea is back.  That turkey (mine, from last night) did me no favors.  My oven may need cleaning.  Might be smoking the meat but with rancid smoke?  There is a huge difference.  The smoked turkey for dinner was perfect.  Not so much my version.  Or... my turkey just wasn't... as good as it seemed?  Dunno.

Some gaming, too.  While gaming isn't great?  It sure beats just sitting here.  It's not a great thing, but it is SOMETHING.  I hope to get on to a bit more.  But, for now, getting medicine in, gaming for a bit, and preparing to pull the turkey meat from the bones... is something.  Maybe more, dishes? toasting the chicken?  maybe cleaning the oven before roasting the chicken?  Such.  We'll see.  Later.

Oh... a bit of a grump.  Mostly from the past.  Odd how... we, at once, thought we had it all... under control? understood?  Then... God says... just a few things, to start.  Once we hear, and the words start to roll, and make sense?  Humility?

And more.  Which hurts, until it graces.  Still, we are... what we are.  He calls those who will do His will, in a certain way.  Those who cannot hear, will... do His will in another way.  Odd that.  I thought, for a long time, that other way was my way.  He is patient.  I... hear Him.  Now.