Plans, ideas, things...

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Still haven't taken a shower, but the shower is open for it.  Blood sugar has been staying high, in spite of, mostly, not eating.  So, last night, I... made beans and burger.  I needed something I was more sure I could eat, and something easy.  Burger just... doesn't taste good anymore.  But with beans, some sour cream, and cheese?

I'm changing cheese.  If I bother eating cheese, it will be European.  American cheese, 90%, uses a genetically modified rennet.  It is cheaper, not animal based, some sort of sludge.  And... get this... it's made by Pfizer.  So... yeah.  If it isn't bad for you, it is toxic.  Saying, if it isn't unhealthy, then it's made not to be?  Something.  If it's considered safe, it hasn't even been tested.  Something... to think about.  And... labeling?  Good luck with that.

I honestly wonder if they eat it, because... a) they don't care, b) they have to, c) they really do believe in The Lottery.  Maybe they remain ignorant?  Don't know, for certain.  But it amazes me how many just go along with what is obviously gone wrong.

On the good side, blood sugar had been in the 180s.  Then, when I ate some last night, it dropped to 155 or so.  And, today, after eating and a while, it has dropped to 133.  It didn't taste good.  I didn't eat much.  But... food seems to be helping, even with high carbs.  Though, not really.  If I ate a lot, it would be high carbs.  A quarter of a cup of beans, in with a cup to cup and a half of beef?  Can't really say... perhaps 15 to 30 carbs?

The compression helped with other things.  My urine was... rusty colored.  I was fearing a bit of damage, in there, that hadn't been caught.  Perhaps it was just my body holding onto fluid, with the bruised up leg, and my inability to pass fluid, and low circulation.  So, blood from the bruise was... feeding into the leg.  Coming out with extra medicine of late, to tend that.

But the compression bandage really helped.  Urine is, for the moment, back to light golden.  I best get the toenails clipped, so that wearing compression socks isn't so tricky.  Then get a shower, and reset the bandages.  Then... probably tomorrow, get back into compression of some sort.

It's just been a slow day.

Ah, I made a deal, about making brisket.  I have a friend who is good at smoking such.  So, we went in on some meat, and he will be getting that going soon.  As well, I've asked him to try to smoke salt.  Will that work?  Will it be worth the effort, money?  Will find out.  If so, I'll share some out.  If the first smoke doesn't work, may store it for a future attempt?  It doesn't hurt anything, just sits in there, off to the side.

Oh, and he said I didn't flip over the top.  But... the problem is?  I am sure he is the one who indicated that is what happened?  Was he fibbing, going along with my "great story"?  Did I confuse something?  He said I wasn't going fast enough, but... by the damages?  I'd say I probably was.  The black line, probably twelve feet long?  Was that acceleration or breaking?  Either way?  That's... fast enough.

But... he has... retracted his statement.  Suggesting, now, that I just fell off and tumbled over?  Something... isn't making sense.  I... know that, if someone doesn't like a story, they can lean on the source.  Trust?  But verify.  And, I can't.  But there is evidence of more than he is now suggesting.  Miracles do happen.  How?  That's not a physics, medical, or science question... even when those things had some merit.  Strange, that he would change his story though.

I... don't have a story.  Mostly.  Just... relics of a very difficult... event.  Though... I'm sticking to my belief.  Mind you, I didn't say  the accident was as dramatic as those filmed.  Only, similar enough.  My first wound was on the temple of my head.  For some reason, I am sure of that.  And, when showering, I found lots of wounds around my head, from front to back.  That's... not a tip over.  Never mind.  I will... however, allow for him to retract, and do it for him officially.

Well... on to... something else.  Clipping toenails, a bit more gaming, then a shower.  Good day, and probably goodnight.