A salad.

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Enough good (enough) lettuce.  The ranch dressing was still good (enough).  So, mixed and matched, ground fresh pepper, and... supper.  It wasn't fantastic, but it wasn't bad.  It... just... was.  Then again?  The steak salad?  Just was.  The fatted coffee?  Just was.  Pizza the other day?  Just was.  Most food just was, or is.  The beans and brats was a surprise, a good one.  And... blood sugar didn't elevate, too much.

Well, actually, it didn't elevate at all.  Even while pseudo fasting, blood sugar had creeped up to ~150, giver or take half a score.  Which doesn't make sense, unless my body is eating lean muscle in order to make carbs.  And... yes.  It'll do that.  It should stick with the fat, and I still have plenty.  Remember, a lean adult human has about 100k calories on their frame.  Women probably have more, even if trim (for a woman... women have more bodyfat... just facts, madam).

Not swearing to the veracity... memory is what it is, the internet is what it is, "facts" are what they are, but...  I have it that for every ten pounds overweight, there are another 100k calories?  I may look that up.  I did... it's 3.5k per pound, so 35k per ten, right?  Still, I have an extra twenty to forty pounds (still, stuck at 230).  So... that would be 70k to 140k, on top of the lean 100k.  And the body, without much activity, probably (mine, lower metabolism) runs at between 2.5k and 3.5k calories a day.  Which means I have... quite a bit of fat to live on.

However?  I think the body, for this reason or that, sometimes needs carbs.  Normally this isn't a problem.  Usually the body won't make excess carbs, per need.  But, in some cases?  I think it does.  In my case, for reasons I haven't yet ascertained, my body will flood my system with carbs.  Is it the addiction properties?  Is it the poor kidney or liver function, or even the bad heart?  Not sure.

As mentioned, that I didn't die nearly forty years ago, from these problems, still isn't understood.  Part of why the doctors are pushing things that are more likely to kill than help.  Well, that and greed.  They and lawyers make buzzards blush.  Charge whoever right into the grave, and even after if you can.  Even if they are trying to kill you, they'll... charge you for it.  Extra, in case someone catches on and their insurance goes up because they have to pay out.  It's all money, control, and death panels, these days.  They decide who could, should, live, and start there.  If... money too.  And... some of it is political.  Trust me, I'm on their short list for that too.

Anyway... I did get something to eat.  And am trying to stay carnivore, or pretty much in the right ballpark of that.  The other foods just don't work.  They raise my blood sugar.  Even veggies.  Though, I may try another pack, but not eat the carrots.  Just the celery, cauliflower, and broccoli.  Fresh.  Raw or cooked.

Blood sugar did get down to 112.  Which just doesn't make sense either.  I have had two meals and a fatted coffee.  For diabetics, food almost always causes some bump, even to sixty points.  I am sure, half a steak and a big platter plate of lettuce, with two tablespoons of italian dressing has enough calories, and even enough carbs in there somewhere, to cause a minor spike?  But it doesn't.  So... what is keeping my fasting blood sugar so high, currently?  Working on it.  It is coming down.  But... annoying.

I may see about a cgm... continuous glucose monitor.  The VA won't pay for it, but might be able to get one of my outside docs to provide a script, then price one.  I don't even think they will sell them without a prescription.  And... I need to figure out what is going wrong.  The food is right.  Maybe not enough, sometimes.  And yes that can be part or the whole of it.  But, maybe I've having problems with something that doesn't look like it?  As well, with the device, I can try quitting certain foods... cream... my sweetener (if that would be brutal)... a few other things.

Working on things.  But, still, can barely stand.  I am sleeping full days, mostly.  I am up whole days, mostly.  I am trying to eat again, and doing passably well.  I am back to more water per day.  Was back on meds, looks like I have run out.  Best... call about that tomorrow.  And... will find my bp cuff and start testing that, or get one from the doc.  Though, no reason to do that until I get medicine, innit.  Gah!

So crippled.  Just sitting.  Can't seem to do more.  Though, as mentioned, with the snow mostly gone, I am going to point myself back to walking.  Just around the block, to start.  Then to figure out how to make my feet more comfortable, while doing that.  Was hurting last time, toes felt cramped?  But shoes are big enough, socks too... not getting that.  So many... problems.  Working on things though.

On to a whisker trim.  Then a shower.  Setting up dishes.  Putting laundry into the dryer.  Then... probably on to bed.  Maybe just a bit of gaming?  Maybe.  Later.  Or good night.