A little rough.

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The heart, it is just running rough.  No extra beats, or missing.  It's just tired.  It's gotten me through tough times, over some hilly terrain, up a mountain, down a flooded river, and on.  All well beyond it's warrantee.  The thing was broken so long ago, in many ways.  How it still works is an act of God.  No lie.

Still, it... hurts some days.  Today, and lately generally, that has been true.  I'd like to sleep, but that doesn't help.  Extra sleep might work, but I'm having to push to just get eight hours.  Still, will... try.

Though, for as bad as things are that way, they are pretty good?  I might not be able to get to, do, much.  But I am able to be awake, I am not awake exhausted.  Just a little tired, extra tired.  Not sleepy though.

I had more of the soup.  There is one bowl left, for later.  Probably tonight.  I was sure, with carrots, corn, and tomato, it would jack my blood sugar.  Still, I... just checked.  At 116, it's come down eleven points since my fasting number.  Meh.  I'll take that.  Would like better numbers, but... it's not bad.  Especially after a carb rich, for me, meal.  Two, actually.

Looking at other foods this month.  Finally going for sardines, and some other fishes in pouches and/or cans, but with water only.  Oh, some might add salt.  Prefer not, but don't mind either.  Sea salt usually.  Trying to add more fish, better fish, sourced as rightly as possible.  But, without olive oil, evoo or other.  I don't trust evoo, certainly not from a side company.  Evoo my ass.  So... water.

I can't wait to try the sardines.  Probably won't eat them whole, plain, out of the tin.  I am consider replacing tuna with them, for on salads, or possibly in fries of various sorts.  A spooky proposition, but I need to change from tuna, and to water brines instead of dubious oils.  Sardines, I found anchovies (that aren't salted to hell and back), salmon is being considered, and such.  Prefer bone in, but no thanks to the tails.  Hard to find bone in sardines, and the like, these days.  At least not Chinese.  Which, to the best of my ability, I won't buy.  There are still a few other places.  Few, but a few.

Just a tin, or two, a week.  Not much in one, not many calories, and expensive for the calories.  Really, it's more expensive than ribeye.  But in portions, and shelf stable, so can be eaten over time.  And, I found some lemon sardines I really liked, but which had gone missing for a long time.  I thought maybe they had discontinued them.  And, maybe they did for a while.  Or received some massive order?  Who knows, these days.

I also need to do some shopping.  Steaks, but not many, or a whole placket.  I'll... have to see, when I can get out.  I'll check the adverts, too.  Sirloin, ribeye, and/or something new.  I just don't care for t-bones or porterhouses.  Those have been off too much, recently.  Something is going wrong with even "good" food.  Oh, and I should check for burger.  Though I do have some left, and it's still good.  I had worried, but no, it's good.

It's easier when you only eat... a half dozen, maybe dozen, foods.  Oh, and chicken.  I may see if I can scare up a few young chickens.  You can keep those old hens.  A good matron knows how to manage those.  An old bachelor not so much.  Though, I could make do, I just... no.  Two or three, for the freezer.  And then use them.  A chicken, know that I am doing soup, lasts me a good week.  Given that I don't eat one to three days a week.  Meh.  It's nice being me, that way, mostly.

The timer to feed Sassy went off.  The game is waiting.  It's 13:56, and I think I can make it a few more hours.  A better day, if sore.  There is that.  Won't try to push too much longer.  A few more hours.

I hope your day is well, swell, and jazzy?  Or such.  Be well.  I... prayer for you.  I do, often.  Even if you are the one who put the knife in my back.  You'll... learn, eventually.  *rictus grins*  Or won't until you really do.  Still, I'm praying for you.  I do have hope.  Amen.