A bit later, oddly.

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Then again, I was awake until 20:30 or so.  So, waking at 4:30 makes sense.  Being a Friday, and trying to get back to things, I stripped the bed, set the mattresses to air out, flipping the top one.  My schedule, when I can follow it, is to strip and set the mattresses on their sides, with a fan going to air them out, on Fridays.  Flip the top one, once.  Then, on the third Friday, move the top mattress to the bottom, then use that twice, flipped once, then alternate like that.

New bedding weekly, washing blankets quarterly to every six months as I can get to it.  And getting new mattresses every three to five years.  These are only two years old, so have a while.  Thin, cotton filled, more like what you might use in a futon (Japanese or American, really).  The Japanese sleep on futons (floor only), Americans often use them as sofas, or sleep/sofa modular devices.  But, the style of mattresses are similar.  If the Japanese use cotton, wool, and/or other sorts of natural fiber fillers.  Who knows these days.  The economy doesn't always allow proper products, and sloth sets in.  Whatnot?  Whatnot.

Eating right food helps, when I stray.  Blood sugar was 170 yesterday, fasting.  It is 136 this morning.  Pizza did it, but cabbage and else are bringing me back around.  Today It will be a vegetable and canned chicken stew.  Nothing fancy, but it does work as well as the cabbage and else to bring blood sugar back down.  Feeling a bit better, but still a bit rough after the pizza.  I used to love the stuff.  If though too, I'm not sure pizza is what pizza was.  Like I said, I am sure they put sugar in the crust, and I know they used to not do that.  Sugar in everything, by everyone.  They have weaponized everything against you.

What is worse, is as my brother said, he just... doesn't care.  At this point, with so many lies, all leading to little or no improvements, perhaps worsening, I get that.  What it took me to get my diet, and economy of gastronomy under control, was a brutal path.  Still is.  I even now fail.  Not due to a lack of care, but due to having been raised to have food be a drug, an addiction.  But there is a path.  Who to believe though?  Even I struggle, but I won't lie to you.  Even so, your metabolism is different, your reactions to various foods, food groups, and such is very different.  What causes blood sugar spikes for me, may well not for you.

I will say, my advice is better than 97% of free-range doctors, institutional or professional dieticians, and even most of your mothers.  Many moms don't even like their children, or husband.  They just don't see an easier, better, smoother way forward.  Especially if their husband isn't rich enough to rob through the courts.  Truth.  They... just want you to eat whatever slop they offer, and that is made as easily and cheaply as possible.  And your doctor is probably more ignorant than you, if you have bothered to test ideas... at some personal expense and effort.  He's a money maker, not a caregiver.  A lawyer in a white smock or lab coat.  You, my friends, are greens fees, nothing more.  More obvious after the jab.  At least Canadian doctors were stupid enough to dose on their own lies, they were dropping like flies.  Unlike American doctors, who just pushed it, but colluded with their nurses not to take the real thing.  Aye.  You can lie, for a while.  But the bodies give it away, or lack of them, over time.

Yeash... Doom rambles.  The sad thing is, I think those of you hate me for it, don't hate me for being wrong, you hate me for being true.  You... really should think on that.  Go to the tree of woe, hang out there a while, deal with the frustration of being a sucker.  Then get over it, get back to life, and don't be a sucker again, not on these big issues.

Later.