Better, again.

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I was sure blood sugar would be back, at least to 130.  Probably higher.  Just... because.  But, no.  Even though I have been stretching things, experimenting, blood sguar was good this morning, at 114 fasting.  No, it isn't 94, or even 101.  Better.  What did I say about experiments, on top of things.  So, not bad.

I have been thinking about medicine.  I will take one tab.  See how that does.  Though nervous.  I got very dizzy while clearing the litter boxes today.  I have never had that happen.  Probably from lower bp?  Though I fasted yesterday, didn't I?  Actually, yes.  The experiments wasn't with food, it was with sweeteners.  I even only had one fatted coffee, and half or third of what I used to consume... if just as much cream.  Between two tablespoons and 1/3rd of a cup of it.  Yeah!  Higher fat content by portion!  Nothing else in it, though, so...  But less fluid won't wash it through as fast?  Dunno.

Oh, nice.

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Finally.  Blood sugar is back down.  At 101, I... am happy again.  Won't stay there.  But, it's good to see it.  I even did it my way.  Or... sort of.  Though, too, I didn't eat today.  Doesn't always matter.  I didn't eat for two days, going on three before I broke into a few cans of sardines.  Though, with "keto" crackers.  Lower carb, but far from perfect.

I just wasn't feeling well enough to cook, or eat.  I'm... not sure what to do with medicine.  Two small tabs shouldn't have done that.  Especially since I had missed for a day, maybe a day and a half.  It just isn't, normally, that powerful.  At higher doses, sure.  Even at 12 1/2 mg, that stuff is like a bottle of scotch.  It'll plant you.  But at 3.125, it really shouldn't.  Or even double that.  I don't know.  I'll go without medicine for a few days, see where my blood pressure is.  If a little elevated, I'll... think about how much to take.  Ugh.

Sassy has been enjoying eating a bit more.  I've added fifty percent to her rations.  Oh... she would still eat more.  But this is satisfying her.  She isn't begging, persistently.  I do what I can for her.  But, if she starts getting too big, I'll have to cut back down.  Balance.  Trying to do your best for your pet, or child, is... tricky.  Do we ever get it perfect?  I don't think so.  But we do try.

Oh, I think it's time for bed.  As to the game?  I got... much started.  But, need more research, on a certain area... or to find specific items really, through a sort of research, that is proving elusive.  I'll... check, when I wake, to see if there is a better way.  Still, I got a decent start, and just... need a "door" that works underwater.  Ugh.  Always something.

Sleep should be good.  I hope your day is good.  Goodnight.

Feeling slightly better.

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Didn't eat or have anything, even water.  Just... didn't want to push my luck.  Having a coffee, now, finally.  Though, when nauseous, coffee isn't the best.  But nothing else sounded any better.  And it's cool, coffee helps with that.  Strangely, as cool as it is?  I am not feeling the cold.

Or, currently.  I was there for a while.  It's 64 in this room, and I feel fine.  It's 54 upstairs, and the warmest, and I slept well.  Though, getting out of bed is difficult.  I did order a space heater, with a remote control.  Not a big thing, just... big enough.  When I wake, just turn the thing on... give it... a while.  Then wake and be able to dress without freezing.

O.D.'ed.

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No, not on junk.  Medicine.  But, really?

I don't think I took medicine yesterday evening.  And, maybe not yesterda morning?  So... I took double what I usually do.  But, double what I usually do, for mornings, is my normal night dose.  So... shouldn't have been out of sorts.  Two of the smallest pills, at 3.125 mg, of that medicine.  Normally I take one in the morning and two at night.

I'm not the only one.

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Do they see it coming?  Now, some walked.  Stalin, technically, never paid.  Neither did Pol Pot, or many others.  They... might walk.  But we know.

Up really late?

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Sleep cycle is spinning.  So be it.  I made it to the V.A. appointments, in spite of all.  That's... more important than the rest.  Not sure when I went to sleep.  Nearly six, or a bit after?  Definitely at least near.  I remember reading the time at well past 5:30, :46?  The latter, if I remember rightly.  But, that doesn't mean I went to bed then, only that I saw it on the clock.  :56?  Maybe.

Up around 17:00.  Pushing as I am, the game eating me alive.  It's... that makes sense.  As mentioned, I did complete one of the three main game story chains.  Ugh.  Had to research a third to a fifth of the main methods or means.  Not bad, in one sense.  But... not good.  When a game just says to do something, with zero ways, in game, to understand what is asked?  Bad game production.

Tinkering.

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I wanted to see about something else.  Adding a single sucralose drop in with the alullose?  Just... one data set.  But it doesn't look good.  Then again, there was more with it.  When I get out, clear, and blood sugar is normalized lower, I'll try again.  It IS lower, at 123.  Just not as low as I had hoped.  Though, again, I had a potato with dinner.  That's... a lot of strain on things.

I finally made it through one of the lines of quests.  Hmm.  Okay.  Well, there is that.  I hope the other lines are better.  Though, really?  Not a terrible game.  Just... so very much to learn.  And, no, I haven't learned it all.  I could only imagine trying to play this game with only a few hours a day, or even a week!  Wow.  I think you would learn things better.  And, you'd probably look things up, on the inbetween times when you couldn't play but had a few minutes.  But... it would take forever to get... anywhere... in this game.  That game could last you a lifetime, if you didn't burn out... or it simply stopped being available.

Strange.

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The coffee took the blood sugar up, to 141... from 119?  I did add swerve in with the alullose.  I used about a two to one, alullose heavy, mix.  I'm wondering if swerve just has too much of an affect?  Or if the mix just doesn't do as well?  Like it or not, for the time being, I think I'll stick with alullose.  I'll save swerve for attempts at baking and such.  If... I ever bake.

Did I mention this is annoying?

Now that is a surprise.

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Roast is one thing.  That shouldn't increase blood sugar (if meat has been of late for no good reason).  But potato?  It was a test of the alullose.  Well, and I still had it, plus temptation.  Gah!  In any case, blood sugar was coming down well last night, through the night, in spite of the baked potato in the meal.

The real test was what it would be this mornng.  I... expected 160 to 180.  Perhaps back to 230.  As weird as my system has been, that's... plus history... it's... what was expected.  Nope.  119 fasting!  Nice.  It's not 101, but... something was really off.  I swear, someone spikes my water, or food somehow, with sugar.  Because three days of fasting, literally no food fasting, should have brought blood sugar down.  It wasn't.

Up very late.

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No, didn't get to any work.  I did roast the chuck roast.  Ate some.  It was good to have some food.  Nothing fancy, but... good enough.  I also had a potato.  Thought I had tossed those.  Guess not.  I wanted to test the alullose, see if it would help with even that.  It seems to have.

All said and done, through some ups and downs... up to 150 as a high, it is now 128.  I had hoped for more, but... I am pushing it.  I shouldn't get even that.  Curious what it will be on waking.

My ears are ringing!

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I finally wrote my friend back.  He is getting to an age where... the wonderment of our being begins to... lead to weighty questions.  I could go down each rabbit hole.  But I believe it better to let him know that... the questions are good... in that this is the time of life when... they should arise.

Women... hit walls.  They question their beauty, whether anyone does, or will, love them.  And panic about babies... as time ticks out.  Even if they have had some, having more?  ...  Men?  We wonder if our reality means anything, if we are a part and party to the world.  Both are... the beginning of the stages of death.  To be honest.  A form of facing that, if we... try to find different ways around asking certain questions.

Noon thirty.

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Well, when awake and out of bed.  Just in sleeping attire, haven't fed or otherwise tended Sassy.  Won't feed her for an hour or so.  Since I am, technically, up really early... on the local norms, minus trips to SLC.  Always exceptions?  Always, yes, I think so.

Sleep was good.  Getting into the ice cube up there was a bear.  Changing into night attire was brutal.  Tucking in, warming up finally, and sleep was gorgeous.  I rolled well enough that nothing got too sticky.  Bones, ligaments, joints, mostly, feel pretty good.  I feel somewhat rested.  But, still in that "keto flu" phase.  Given my age and health, or advancement of one, lack of the other, to be specific, I... will probably be struggling with this for a goodly while.

Swerve is better.

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My last three blood sugar reads were 140, with nothing for a long time.  Then, after some coffee with allulose, at 101 and 110 after some coffee with swerve.  Not sure the slight lift had anything to do with anything though.  Just... it goes up a bit, later in the day, as a usual thing.

Better.  But still annoying.  All I have eaten tonight was about a third of the steak left over from yesterday.  Blood sugar should not be running higher.  I am taking medication.  Sleep is off, and that can have an affect on both bp and blood sugar.  Still?  Annoying.  But, the allulose does seem to help.  Perhaps a mix of the two?

Two more recipes...

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Should work for keto, some carnivore?  Bleh.  Take your pick.

Oh, and this first recipe?  Takes a difficult sauce and makes it easier to make.

Out and back, with the goods.

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Cream was obtained first.  Not a recording of the old group, whole, raw, bovine cream.  Cow, not bull.  *shakes head*  I got three.  Two for the week, consumption, one for recipes.  Then on to the store.  Greek yogurt, whole fat... butter, various berries, a lemon and orange, and... on.  For... some things I am planning to make.

Awake very late.

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Days and nights were shifting.  Waking so early, by that standard, yesterday... to get to the eye clinic... was a struggle.  Though, my body didn't hurt all that much, and I wasn't exhausted through the day.  Oh, a bit weary by the time I got home.  But, I had been fasting the whole time too.  So, no... nothing out of the ordinary.  Actually, that I wasn't tired was unusual.

I had hoped it would allow me to sleep, early.  Perhaps return to a day schedule.  No dice, chance, or else.  I just couldn't sleep until late, if I was up just a few hours later to see if blood sugar would dip.  Well, and it did.  So it wasn't time wasted.  Though knowing, some things, is rarely time wasted... for vital data.

Blood sugar was so odd.

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I finally gave up and ate.  Blood sugar stayed at 134?  Hmm...

While looking for an alternative sweetener, I landed upon a video that suggested there are some.  But that one, in particular, not only doesn't increase blood sugar, but blocks the receptors from other sorts of carbs.  I had the stuff, worth a shot.

Who is... out there?

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Strange... what people sometimes think, suggest, see?  Plain to see what it is they are saying though.  If... vids are any indication?  I never know, with certainty.

The eye doctors, today.

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I had to push to get out.  I'm taking a new way, which really is faster, and easier on gas.  The pass is prettier, but for the gas you use extra, I just can't do it.  And it takes longer.  Not that an half hour is the world, but... it... does make a difference.  Especially when I am going to be up there all day.

First the checkup, then the prescription, then some scans... water is collecting behind the eyes.  Well, one of them now.  The left improved.  The right got a little worse?  I'll find out.  And, if needs be, get in to be seen by a specialist for it.  Might as well.  And, an earlier follow up, than usual.  All good.

Oh, up!

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Before the first alarm.  Don't remember, or didn't hear, the first alarm... eight and ten.  Got Sassy tended, a shower after, then dressed as I sit here, twenty three after ten.  I wasn't exactly hustling, if it wasn't stop and go traffic either.  Time to write just a bit.

Blood sugar is 166 fasting.  I would like to blame it on the crackers, but... no, I don't think so.  It... just is.  The crackers are low carb, three or four equal thirty carbs, and they are... large.  I ended up having two cans of kippers and three crackers.  Not super, but supper?

Having a water as I sit.  Wake.  I'll look around just a bit, then get on with the day.  Later.

Bedtime.

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Early.  Or... earlier.  0:44, as I start this.  I never did check the temp outside.  Didn't do much.  Gaming.  A fatted coffee.  Water.  That... was my day.  I'll try to be up earlier.  A lot earlier?  Sort of.  Perhaps around eight or nine.  I'll push it.  But might have to sleep another hour or two.

Hungry.  Didn't eat.  Blood sugar is sticking, it was 140 a bit ago.  Two days of fasting and it just won't break.  I'll break it.  I haven't checked bp.  I'll do that... in a few days.

Up, very late.

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I took care of Sassy first.  Water, food, litter.  Not unusual, just a bit faster to it all.  Then tested blood sugar, after a day of fasting.  It is 153 fasting draw?  I guess another day of fasting.  If it continues to be high, I'll have to reconsider some of the things I am doing.  Is the flavored, if unsweetened, water doing it?  Is it the cream?  Too much?  It doesn't make sense.

Good, anyway.  What I have thawed and out isn't any good at this point.  I'll toss it.  Meant to pull more out last night, but that was too much fuss by the time I realized that as a want.  The game has me by the short hairs.  I have... some things to do, though.  So will have to escape it's gravity for a bit.  Then... through the winter, can dive into it.  Unless/until the motorcycle is ready to tinker with.  Then I'll go do that.

Hmm, 7:09?

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As I write.  The... world is changing.  From 32 to 12.  The evening of Thanksgiving, I think, is when it went down.  I haven't been checking.  But, that... cold... got to me.  I finally decided to close one of the windows upstairs, the one closer to me.  May end up closing both?  Maybe.  I'll watch the temps, see how I feel.

I can handle... cooler temps.  Or used to be able to do so.  Especially for sleeping.  Though, if it's too cold, waking is a bit of a trick.