Okay, wasn't sure how that was going to go.

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Ravenous?  Unable to eat?  I wasn't sure what my body would do, when present with food.  I cooked the steak.  Crispy on the outside, rare most of the way through.  Searing top, bottom, and sides.  Then I gave it five minutes to settle.  Finally, it was time.

I had no difficulty waiting through the cooking.  It wasn't difficult to let it rest.  I didn't dig in all that fast, just cutting the thing in half, and beginning on one half.

Who's mocking me?

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Did laugh.  No choice, as I saw things.  But... yeah, kinda.

Uhrm, right?

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Shut up!  Not YOU.  Me?  The world?  No one?  Someone else?  I don't know that!

No, not in a fussy mood.  Just chuckling about the world, and all that jazz.  Just woke up at 14:30?  Or so.  Been feeding Sassy, checking a few thing, minor tinkering first thing.

A rooster, more traffic, and the sun is beginning to tint the sky.

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It's almost six thirty... two minutes to... oh, by... the time stamp does suggest that.  States it, really, plainly, correctly.  It is 47 out there.  Not a major thing, this part of August.  Especially with it being a cooler summer.  It is 69 in the main, 70 up front here.  I had the front door open a bit through the night.  Strangely, I am comfortable enough.

I have certainly tolerated the heat this summer.  Can I adapt to the cold?  I have more things to wear, when it is cold though.  Various levels of thermals, both synthetic and natural fibers.  Though, if indoors, and dry, cotton is your friend.  Especially if you can change it daily, or so.

Down later.

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Much later.  Up later.  I can, on carnivore, push my day and night back into trim.  But, not when playing a game to which I have become addicted.  *sigh*  I can't put the stupid thing down.  A simple (?) survival game.  Though, to be honest?  I thought it would be a quick tosser game.

Play it for a few hours, or days, and it would be shot.  Here I am, a week in, still only... a third of the way through?  At best?  Technically I am only the last mission, with all the gear I need.  But there are... problems.  One doesn't simple walk into Mordor?  Or sich.

Yes?

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Is it six, or seven days now, without food?  Oh, well, I am having a fatted coffee a day.  Down to just one a day.  I had extra cream today, but usually I have between a quarter and half a cup.  I am reducing water intake, to... three to four cans a day?  Sometimes five, but trying to keep it down.

Something interesting, to me, is that I don't pee through the night anymore.  Or haven't in a goodly while.  I have to pee like a race horse in the morning, so rush to put on pj's, if I'm not wearing them, and a t if not wearing one.  As it gets cooler, I will be wearing those right on to bed at night.  Maybe even longjohns.  But, with it in the low to mid 70s, I go with just unders for now, usually.

Nope!

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Not to sleep, again, until 03:30.  Up at 12:30.  I did get the bandaging changed.  Used a new method, the doctor had suggested.  The skin is a bit sore, but... okay.  The wound looked pretty good.  Smelled good.  Yes, smelling is a part of tending wounds, like it or not.  That is attended.  Nice.  It isn't hurting today.  Also good.  The hurt means the honey is... encountering something?

Blood sugar is 105 fasting.  Weight is 226.2.  Very good.  Downing water and electrolytes now.  Will add waterpills and potassium.  Any time I take waterpills, I have to take potassium.  Balancing the stuff, I guess.  But it works.  Some things I will work with the doctor regarding, statins can get stuffed somewhere unmentionable.  As well as insulin "medicines".

Ugh.

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Just one fatted coffee.  Three waters, so far.  Blood sugar is 86.  Good.

I need to open things up, to get meat out.  Steaks are in the fridge, but burger is in the drop-in freezer.  Which... has stuff on it.  Two steaks out, a three pound burger pack... to be fried and stored.  Adding into things.

Afternoon already!

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I woke at around noonthirty.  It was 75 near me, up there, and 73 in the main with two windows open and a fan going, 72 everywhere down here with everything buttoned up, and 67 outdoors.  Stormy looking out there.  Not crashing down on us, but could tighten and pound at any moment.  Sort of expect it today, perhaps tomorrow, maybe both, and more?  Or... it'll all sneak off to Iowa.  Never can tell with certainty.

Weight is 227.2 this morning, blood sugar is 109 fasting (obviously).  With weekly, biweekly, and monthly averages as follows: 120, 133, and 153 perspectivally.  Good, very good.  And getting better.

Today?  I just... have to wake up.  The goals haven't changed.  Living room clearing, and cleaning.  That's all.  Oh, and pulling meat out to thaw.  Not even really all that hungry.  May just eat a day or two, to pump metabolism, then go back to fasting.  Bleh.  Later.

About bedtime.

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I didn't get to work today.  Fasting, extended fasting, is having a deleterious effect.  More just slowing down thought, as much as tiring the body.  A few more days, and I'll begin eating again.  I'll pull steak and burger out of the freezer tomorrow.  Let it thaw overnight, and begin eating.

On the good side, blood sugar is 78 tonight.  I finally broke the 130 range (when I didn't eat poorly and jack it to the two or three hundred ranges, bleh) it was sticking at.  Which is the largest part of whyfor the fast.  As well, I had the first bm in days.  Without eating, I was sort of surprised.  Just one fatted coffee today, and five cans of water.  Curious what the weight will be tomorrow.  I can't remember how many days since I ate, but it's... been a while.

Having some difficulty.

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Plans are good.  Implementation is awful.  Can't... stand, get going, find wind for my wings as it were.  Not that any thing, directly, is wrong, or even off?  No energy.  Which... makes sense with the smallest amount of consideration.  I haven't eaten in... three, four, maybe five days?  Well, fatted coffee, but trying to keep that to once a day... if even that is proving more... complex than simply willable.

Up at 11:30, or so.  I didn't get to bed until... after three, four?  So... not awful, just offset because of the bedtime.  No ac, upstairs or down.  The coolest I saw it out there was 52, I think, as I was going to bed.  But felt some chill winds through the night.  Not enough to close up, enough to wake me lightly... wake enough to decide some things.

Good to be useful.

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A friend will be cutting a limb, or more.  My guess is it is dangerous, peculiar, and difficult.  Which... is why he is doing it.  Yeah, it's half how I pick them.  Anyway.  He needed a climbing harness.  Two?  Two, though... maybe he will be having a helper?  They have one.  I don't mind.  Take what you need.  I have some pro-level climbing gear.  He just needed those and some carbineers.  All good.

Brought the nephew.  Growing... like a weed.  I am always amazed at how fast the younglings grow.  Turn around and he's a foot taller.

Up and at it.

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A bit later today.  Not until 10:30.  There is a reason.  It ended up a bit warm up there.  I had to close the window in the wee hours, cold wind was blowing in.  Bitterly cold?  Yes, it felt terribly cold.  Cut right through the blanket.  Just had one on, but that cold was desperate, for my condition.  So I closed the window.

Just the one near me, as it was blowing from the east, an unusual thing.  Often a sign, if there are such things.  Either a very good, or very ill one, if I were into such things.  God... does whisper, from time to time.  Not just in the ear?  But in the world too.  The dark one doesn't have this gift.

Someone is really... doing homework.

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I do enjoy the show.  Remembering me to them?  Remembering us?  Certainly seeing what is being thought on one side, if too rejected from my side.

And... this?  I think it is understanding.  And... a farewell?  I don't know.  A brother sort... seems to understand.  I do, too?

A good night.

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Weary enough to sleep, soon?  Maybe.  I want to stay up long enough to feed Sassy again.  Oh, and I would like to sort out her litter boxes.  Fresh, top down.

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It's been two and a half, or three days, of not eating.  Having a fatted coffee and a half, average, a day... or... such.  Cutting water intake, medicines stopped, but vitamins, minerals, and electrolytes being kept on tap.  Not a huge cut in water intake, just from six to four cans?  Or so.  Three to five, just depends.

What do you know.

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Speak into the ear, name the name, and... poof... email works.

*rictus grins*

Woah.

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Looking around on my google account?  Four devices hooked on it.  Not... anymore.  Had trouble with the samsung account too.  That may have been stolen?  In any case, it is back, and no other devices are connected.  Though, maybe, I disallowed my computer.  But there were definitely three (other than my) phones connected.  Will have to figure out the computer.  For now, the computer can't check email any longer.  The phone can, for now.  Nasty business.

It's 16:05, and right at 79 in this front room.  All good.  It is 77 in the main area, downstairs.  I'm not worried about upstairs.  I haven't and won't check outdoors, but I suspect it's in the high 80s to low 90s.  Though... it might be higher.  Even so, I am comfortable.

A good sleep.

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A better wake.  Up at about six thirty.  Waking regularly, and early?  I do have the alarms set, one for six, one for eight.  Usually making it slightly after the first.  Sometimes after the second.  Though... once in a great while, I can't get up until... later.  Even so, I am usually awake in the morning.  Going to bed earlier, by midnight.  Why?

Well, back on the carnivore diet?  That helps.  It's still warm.  It was down to 52 this morning, outside.  Inside it was 77 upstairs, near me and in the main.  No ac yesterday, just a fan up there.  It is, or was, 73 in the main, down here, and 74 in this front room.  It's 76 now.  I may open the front door, let some cool air in before it runs too hot out there.

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