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An hour and a lot of change after medicine, I decided to check bp. At 141/85 with a pulse of 65, I am happy with the numbers. Though pulse... not sure. I would like that a bit higher. Perhaps cutting losartan by half? Not sure. Or it may a be a persistent problem. I just... I'm not sure. Remember, my goal is 140/90... with a pulse around 80? I think so, on the pulse. Sure about the rest. So... this is... perfect. One point, on that particular number, is irrelevant.
Water is heating, for coffee. I am drinking a lot less. And, will probably cut down even more. From half a quart once or twice a day, using two dosers per pull, I may go down to a literal cup or two a day, using just one doser. Into the french press, then some water. Still strong, but... not so much.
It sure feels cold. But it really isn't. No cooler, here, than usual. It's, in part, having not eaten yesterday. And cutting carbs, or pseudo carbs. The body just runs a lot cooler without those. Sort of like getting ethanol free gasoline. Better for the car, better for the body. But, more susceptible to the cold, bodily. I don't think the engine has that problem?
I'm going in to do dishes. Just give them a swipe, then set them aside so I can take a shower. I need to get to the post office, a package is in. But I want the shower and dishes as well. Hmm, may wash the freezertop first thing, though. So after the washing, setting aside, and shower, I can get those rinsed. Then, in an hour or so, dry them and set them out.
I think I can, I think I can. I won't bother with blood sugar, again, unless I eat something. I am hoping to cook a steak later. Nausea is mostly gone, so that might be possible. Will it return when I eat? Who knows. I'm not hungry, but do believe I should eat. I don't, literally, need food. But, for now, I could use some. There are more reasons to eat than just calories, fats, proteins. It's... a mental thing, and a psychological thing. It isn't bread, alone. Even when it is bread... or steak, burger, you get the point? Amen.
Well, right. It's time I get started. Later.
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