Alright, I will relent...

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a little bit?  A little bit it is.  Regarding carnivore.

I just cooked steak.  A ribeye.  A thinner one, if not quite a true half cut one.  And, now, I love ribeyes.  But... having gone nearly purely carnivore, even it has started causing mild to medium nausea.  However, today, I... added green to my meal.  Not... the heavy stuff, like kale... just romaine lettuce, with my homemade dressing.

Ah, but that?  That eased the nausea greatly.  As well, it added texture, plus a creaminess that just eased the whole process.  Dinner was delicious.  Along with it, I am consuming an electrolyte, vinegar, and r.o. water tonic.  Which, as well, eases nausea.  Not as much as the salad did.  But... it... helps.  As well, vinegar is said, with the mother or without honestly, to lower blood sugar when taken with meals.

Now, there shouldn't be much of a bump, in blood sugar.  Everything I ate is fat and protein, save for two cups of lettuce, which is... essentially... water.  Now, they say there are 2g of carbs per cup, with 1g of that being fiber.  The other gram of carbs... doesn't show up.  Huh?  They just make some of that up.  But, still... if it helps with nausea, I can have a salad with my steak every two or three days.  Still, that's... annoying.

I fed Sassy first.  Have taken medicine since... night pills.  Almost forgot antibiotics.  Now I just have to stay up a few hours, and take antibiotics one more time.  Then I can sleep.  So tired.  I'll... sleep again.  I have been setting the alarm for six and eight, and usually waking right before the alarm.  And, either waking right then, or turning off the alarm and doing a slow, but sure, wake.  Though I am sleeping... long.

In part because my leg hurts all night long.  With the scab off, it's... just... raw.  Burns.  Hurts.  And I can't seem to find a comfortable way to sleep so that it doesn't hurt.  I am hoping the new bandages will help.  And, when I can get a new, local, primary, and probably get sent to wound care, that... might help.  They might be able to set me up with right bandages, and other things, that ease the pain.  I'm guessing bp is elevated, for the pain.  And, maybe, that's the problem with blood sugar.  Stress hormones elevate both of those, and constant pain increase stress hormones.  Check.

Still... doing what I can, as is possible.  I really shouldn't be alive, but most likely have a lengthy stay, for all my... good deeds?  I'll take the suffering.  Crown of thorns, as mentioned.  If graced with suffering, for the rest of my life, and an extended one, I'll take it.  And share that with those in purgatory.  I... finally, mostly, don't mind.  It's a grace.  To suffer in faith is just under martyrdom.  And I do suffer!  :)  Meh.  He did it better.  Still, I... do okay.

Later.