A nice morning.

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What was it, 20:30 when I went down?  Or so.  Give or take an half hour.  I set the alarms, for 5:00 and 7:00.  Just could not wake at five.  Kept hitting the snooze button.  Turned on the space heater.  it was 58, down by me, before the space heater was turned on.  By the time I woke, at 5:45, it was up to 64.  Which... seemed to help.

I basically got through all the snoozes allowable?  There might have been one left, I can't remember if their are four or five... or would that maybe be six?  I can't remember, and turned it off before finding out.  On the good side, I didn't sleep until the seven alarm.  Up.

The goal was to get recycling out, to the curb.  Not much trash to take out.  So, I am not worried about that.  May see what I can gather anyway.  And get that out too.  But, the recycling was full.  And, it is on the curb.  First thing.

Cold out there.  It was 14, I believe.  Yes, rather cold.  But, having warmed while waking, and it being a bit warmer to start the day, it really wasn't that much of a problem.  It just didn't feel as cold as it usually does.  Starting to feel it as I sit here though, if this front room is colder.  I'll get to gaming, after taking trash out.  That room is warmer.

Hmm, I'll eat the last of the 'rice', burger, and tomato soup.  Blood sugar is a bit high for it, at 165.  Ugh.  Annoying.  I need to pull meat out, for the week.  Out of everything, currently.  Though, steaks, from frozen, will do well enough by afternoon.  Sometimes right out of the freezer.  So, no real worries.  

Out.  Trash and such.  But, it almost looks like it isn't recycling day?  Ugh.  Still, okay.  But trash and recycling are out.  It's... what I can do, when I can do it.

BP is 135/85, with a pulse of 86.  That's... as good as I can have it.  It's in the bounds.  I merely want it 140/90 or lower.  Pulse?  Below 90, I guess.  So... there.  Blood sugar is high, at 165.  But... okay.  Back to just meat.  It works, if you can do it.  Or... I can do it.  Not sure if it works for you.

Still, going to eat the last of that soup.  It's almost tasty.  But, I guess that type of faux rice won't work.  Though it might have been the tomato?  I buy tomato with no sugar in it, but tomatoes are rather carby critters.  I'll... have to sort it out, over time.  Still, won't waste.  And am hungry.  Hungry?  Not... even now... hungry in the way you mean it.

My body knows it hasn't been eating, and doesn't like that.  I, and it, can survive it.  But that's... not the same thing.  It wants food.  We... don't need food, now, for some long time.  But it wants food.  If I don't give it something, it will find something on it's own.  I'm doing my best to guide it to the foods I want it to use.  But that... is a trick.  Taco night, again... or burrito night... if I don't figure out how to satiate and satisfy.

This IS a keto meal.  But keto is, as I have mentioned, not good enough.  I have been diabetic far too long for simple keto to sort it out.  Which is why I am trying to go carnivore.  It's a brutal path, but the choices are dark, slim, and probably lethal.  I was certain I was dying, or I wouldn't have done this.  Still am dying, if I can sort this out.  Gah!  Don't mind dying, still, I'd... like to live.  And will try.  Later.