Still awake.

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Trying to stay awake for... a while longer.  Would like to check on a few appointments, and... see how the making of some others is coming along.  I... fell behind on those.  But there were so many.  I did get some of them going, but... just too much.  I overload quickly, easily, when they try to put too much on me.  Though... I think I'll skip the cardiologist.  All he can do is watch me die.  He can't fix anything.  And all of his remedies are things I wouldn't accept.  Heart transplant?  That would guarantee my death within four to six years, assuming the "medicine" I would be required to start didn't get me first, and assuming they didn't just off me right their on the table.  They have been trying for ages.

I will let them check the kidneys.  But, as mentioned, those are improving.  A lot.  Just... to... take a look.  Again, I won't allow them to put me on medication, or do procedures.  They have greens fees and club dues, but not on my health.  Just... a check see.  Maybe another in a year, or six months.  Then we are done.  I wouldn't mind getting optometry and the other one set up locally.  But, again, and with those?  One or two, then done.  Unless something changes.

Look, most of these folk are just in it for the money, or training.  They... don't care.  And, for the most part, they can't help you.  They want you to volunteer to be experimented on, so they can get it right for rich people, or special people?  You... ain't either of those.  I am not, anyway.  I'm... not interested in being a guinea pig.  Most of their "medicine" is some sort of poison.  Just look at the side effects.  Compare those to your problems.  And realize they aren't telling you the half of it.  They are legally, morally, and ethically obliged to tell you, but who is going to make them?

Then, when they want to dump some part of the company, they'll open lawsuits.  Heck, possibly with their own lawyers?  For a cut, and tax benefits of bankrupting a already failing portion of their company.  Meh.

Conspiracy theorist?  That is what the CIA tried to convince people anyone who didn't believe the official line on the Kennedy assassination was.  I'm... definitely in that boat.  I won't go along to get along, and believe whatever it is they tell me.  Because?  Because I know two plus two equals four, and Oswald probably didn't even know the gig was going, until he realized, post process, he was a patsy.  A jerk, a communist, sure.  Perhaps he dreamed of it, but not really.  Kennedy was pretty friendly with his type.  He was on their side, mostly.

Anyway... gaming more.  Blood sugar dropped to 105.  Having another coffee.  Food tonight?  Small portions of the pickled meats, just that once.  And fried pork rinds, dipped in hot sauce.  Yes, I checked.  It's clean... enough.  And it didn't bump blood sugar.  Well, it did rise, but I think that is the coffee.  The meat and rinds bring it down.

Later.  Or goodnight, if I fall down go sleep.  Have a good day.  Hoping to write more later.  Or at least be up to at least noon, and make some calls.  Be well, God's speed, graces and prayers.  Now... get off my porch!