How clever.

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As I wake, I look at my blogger start area.  I have 248 visitors for the day, for whatever that means.  Which, isn't much by itself.  But?  That is how much I weigh this morning.  Clever.  Very funny.  Something about repeating numbers, patterns, echoes for reality?  This... down for 285 to 290.  I'd go with the high one, maybe 295 at that point.  Things were going... wrong.  It's been a month?  Since going, trying to go, carnivore?  Three weeks?  Eight?  Somewhere in the shorter range, like a month, or a month and a week or two?

I had lost some weight before, but had gained it all back after my second previous doctors appointment.  But had been carnivore for a week or two, so had gotten back down to the mid 260's range by the next visit.  Now to 248.  Still, not impressed.  And, not really doing it for that.  Though would welcome weight loss.

Bp, before meds, is 145/101 with a pulse of 78.  Not great, but I haven't been taking medicine... regularly either.  I keep missing nights, or days, or both.  So tired.  A little high, but... okay.  I'll have to remember meds.  Like... now.  Blood sugar is a bit high, at 156 fasting.  But the average is 126 for the week, 125 biweekly, and 127 for the month.  Which... means I have to take a bit better care, but I am in the ballpark.

Still, those are the worst readings I have had in... a while.  And... they are the best readings I have had in decades... with almost no effort, and even counter-productive consumption.  I'll... take it... but do better.  Today, when I have a pile of burger, I'll just melt cheese in with it.  No beans.

Coffee maker didn't arrive.  I'll make do, as I have been.  It does end up cold, by the time it has dripped through.  But, the nuke, with just coffee flavored water, works well enough.  I was tempted to add the liquid sweetener I had been using, unsuccessfully, yesterday.  I... had to think, and... consider.  I had to wrestle, with the notion.  I had put it in, all I had to do was drink it.

Making more would be a hastle.  It would take time, energy.  Things in short supply.  I could, should, just drink it, shut up and... pour that mf down the drain.  With a sigh of relief, and anguish.  Just made another.  No, I can't have the stuff.  Beans were bad enough, didn't want to double down.

Hmm, going to put a small mash of burger in the micro, and add cheese, right this morning.  I am hungry.  If I don't tend it, even in ths questionable way, I will end up eating something else I shouldn't eat.  Yeah.  Meds are in, and minderals, vitamins.  I'll get coffee going.  Have more water too.  Game a bit.  Get dressed, sitting here in near nakedness, in order to weigh myself rightly.  Dang it's cool.

Yea, on to some things.  Oh, and my high?  I was at or with ten pounds of four hundred pounds.  So... yeah.  Doing better.  I've lost a hundred and fifty or so pound close "friend".  I won't miss him though.  The lessor half of me?  The worst half?  :p  Later.