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It is a good thing. While fasting, at least the first few days or during single days, hunger pains mean deprivation. For me, it is precisely what is desired, required. On some days it is more difficult. Knowing, possibly smelling, barbecuing adds levels of complexity. Oblations, as I have noted. Actually, given my station, and the day, some might suggest the sacrifice is partly in my honor. Oblations indeed. A closer walk too...
Blood sugar went up, to 131. A bit frustrating. It will work out. It went up right before, or as, the hunger hit. It must be connected. I sensed something, but can't say if it was hunger, not quite. If I am sure it ended becoming hunger. Oh, of all the weekends to fast. Perhaps this is a better one. And Monday is a null day too, right? That'll get me three fasting days without losing a business day. If I can keep to it.
Out of dry catfood. Yeah, the carnivorous squirrels are protesting the man. The man, especially while fasting, is having none of it. I am giving them extra canned and treats but not taking any grief. Things have settled a bit. It is overcast. More rain seems probable. High sixties. All good. Oh, I missed this. But I do have a smaller flag. I'd like to get it mounted for the fourth. I may start figuring out a big flag and pole, both fed and state, for in a year or two... buying things in parts if necessary. I can have at least a smaller one this year, out on display more too.
I might not trust my government, all my fellow citizens, or the VA, etc., fully, always, but I consider myself fully and solidly American. The flag is important. I will display it. Then again I don't believe we are supposed to trust blindly. That is what separates Americans from the rest of the world, which seems to all be choosing to be third worlders.
Later.
Sunday, May 27, 2018
Down later than expected.
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I just... couldn't go down, or rember to go in? It gets fuzzy at the end of my days. Sleep was good but the body is still cranky everywhere. Up at 9:30. Muscles and joints are paining anyway. My organs haven't given grief in a goodly while. Headaches, other than muscle types, have gone extinct. Still, battering every muscle group has it's costs, if it also has benefits. Hurting organs have no health benefits, zilch.
Readings were slightly better. Blood sugar is 127. BP is 136/110, p 82. My right arm was 147/101 p. 81. Better and worse, I suppose it just has to go stupid from time to time. I think that is my lowest fasting blood sugar. If blood sugar hits 80 or less, I eat. Nothing sugary, or added sugar. Unsweetened fruit and cottage cheese would work, though so would steak, small one, an half incher. If fasting, a smaller amount, just enough, if more frequent checks. Although it could end up breaking the fast. I don't anticipate it going that low, just set out guidelines in advance. You never know.
Bloody nose is back, but much lighter. Actually my blood sugars are slipping up this week averages over last week. Before meal and all averages slipped up, while after meal averages are down... just a few points either way, so... no major issue yet. Oh, best hit medicine. I have only missed about three medtimes since seeing my local doc. Yeah, bp and chatter got me back to it. More chatter since too.
It did rain. I need to get a rain gauge. Age brings more weather curiosity? It looks rather dry, so either it was dry and 'ate' the water or we didn't get much. I heard it, but was so zapped I have no notion of length or severity, or time(s).
Still sore, achy in some areas, but satisfied. I hope to push this week too. Might hit the garage this week. Install the bench grinder and vice, order things, and clean. Insulating, adding interior walls, and adding a lock to the door would be good or in time, then maybe a propane heater for there and the front rooms. Eventually, getting a sub panel out there, and a garage door opener, would be awesome.
Always more. Money, money, money though too. Actually slowly getting things done around here though. Later.
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I just... couldn't go down, or rember to go in? It gets fuzzy at the end of my days. Sleep was good but the body is still cranky everywhere. Up at 9:30. Muscles and joints are paining anyway. My organs haven't given grief in a goodly while. Headaches, other than muscle types, have gone extinct. Still, battering every muscle group has it's costs, if it also has benefits. Hurting organs have no health benefits, zilch.
Readings were slightly better. Blood sugar is 127. BP is 136/110, p 82. My right arm was 147/101 p. 81. Better and worse, I suppose it just has to go stupid from time to time. I think that is my lowest fasting blood sugar. If blood sugar hits 80 or less, I eat. Nothing sugary, or added sugar. Unsweetened fruit and cottage cheese would work, though so would steak, small one, an half incher. If fasting, a smaller amount, just enough, if more frequent checks. Although it could end up breaking the fast. I don't anticipate it going that low, just set out guidelines in advance. You never know.
Bloody nose is back, but much lighter. Actually my blood sugars are slipping up this week averages over last week. Before meal and all averages slipped up, while after meal averages are down... just a few points either way, so... no major issue yet. Oh, best hit medicine. I have only missed about three medtimes since seeing my local doc. Yeah, bp and chatter got me back to it. More chatter since too.
It did rain. I need to get a rain gauge. Age brings more weather curiosity? It looks rather dry, so either it was dry and 'ate' the water or we didn't get much. I heard it, but was so zapped I have no notion of length or severity, or time(s).
Still sore, achy in some areas, but satisfied. I hope to push this week too. Might hit the garage this week. Install the bench grinder and vice, order things, and clean. Insulating, adding interior walls, and adding a lock to the door would be good or in time, then maybe a propane heater for there and the front rooms. Eventually, getting a sub panel out there, and a garage door opener, would be awesome.
Always more. Money, money, money though too. Actually slowly getting things done around here though. Later.
Saturday, May 26, 2018
Not much today.
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I don't always like that. Today I didn't mind. I needed the rest. Little music, only some gaming, mostly drifting through the Internet, which seems to be closing shop. News is mostly going left, only a few blogs hanging on, probably going to use the EU to shut of more sites.
No, not much. Still working with the bloody nose. Since the nap, perhaps before. It just won't stop. I will end up going to bed with it. Blood sugar is finally down, to 136. BP has remained middling all day. All readings have dipped about 10 off their highs. I missed morning meds, but those are water pills. I can miss those occasionally without fuss. I do like having my pulse down, 145 is crazy, 82 is doable.
Even with the nap I am going down earlier tonight. I am hoping to wake much earlier too, but it often doesn't work that way. Good night.
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I don't always like that. Today I didn't mind. I needed the rest. Little music, only some gaming, mostly drifting through the Internet, which seems to be closing shop. News is mostly going left, only a few blogs hanging on, probably going to use the EU to shut of more sites.
No, not much. Still working with the bloody nose. Since the nap, perhaps before. It just won't stop. I will end up going to bed with it. Blood sugar is finally down, to 136. BP has remained middling all day. All readings have dipped about 10 off their highs. I missed morning meds, but those are water pills. I can miss those occasionally without fuss. I do like having my pulse down, 145 is crazy, 82 is doable.
Even with the nap I am going down earlier tonight. I am hoping to wake much earlier too, but it often doesn't work that way. Good night.
A good nap.
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Started at 15:00-15:30, going to 18:00? A bit long but well needed. I've pushed my body hard this week. Two days, perhaps three, of work, then two days of driving long spells, and the emergency room. The nap eased some of the soreness and stiffness. The neck is up to 65% or so? I must have slept exactly wrong on it and not moved that night.
I called my mother, but she didn't answer, before napping. She probably didn't answer. Called after the nap and she was there. She has a cousin and his girl type friend over, putting a new grill together. Not enough nuts and bolts, poor instructions... another life in the day. Still, I am certain it will work out. I caught them just as they were taking a break before heading to the hardware store. My bet is someone is getting fed from the grill tonight too. Just good to check in from time to time.
My blood sugar isn't tops today. Yes, fasting. It was 199 fasting, 198 before the nap, and 160 after the nap. Fasting today, tomorrow, and maybe Monday. I would like to make more bone broth. That... and sometimes raw whole cream... helps with fasting, in small amounts, rarely. Plus it offers a softer exit food when coming off a multi day fast. I may still have some, if it's still good. Only one way to find out.
BP is 156/106 p. 85. Once a day, now, I measure both arms. The left has always been five to ten points shy of the right, on most readings. The pulses are normalizing to each other, almost. I tried left arm first, then switched to see if there was psychology involved. While not definitive, as observing may have an affect, I am satisfied that the left arm provides a lower real reading. Still, one random reading a day, variously first, I take a reading from each arm. Oh, and I figured out how to set the date and time and use the memory function on the contraption. Good, good.
I've got a monster of a bloody nose. Probably weather related. Storms, if usually though not always big or powerful ones, will, can, do it.
It looks like rain might be arriving, or just a dust storm? A little rain would be good. More, if not extended, would be better.
Later, probably. If you don't read from me in a few hours? Wait longer.
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Started at 15:00-15:30, going to 18:00? A bit long but well needed. I've pushed my body hard this week. Two days, perhaps three, of work, then two days of driving long spells, and the emergency room. The nap eased some of the soreness and stiffness. The neck is up to 65% or so? I must have slept exactly wrong on it and not moved that night.
I called my mother, but she didn't answer, before napping. She probably didn't answer. Called after the nap and she was there. She has a cousin and his girl type friend over, putting a new grill together. Not enough nuts and bolts, poor instructions... another life in the day. Still, I am certain it will work out. I caught them just as they were taking a break before heading to the hardware store. My bet is someone is getting fed from the grill tonight too. Just good to check in from time to time.
My blood sugar isn't tops today. Yes, fasting. It was 199 fasting, 198 before the nap, and 160 after the nap. Fasting today, tomorrow, and maybe Monday. I would like to make more bone broth. That... and sometimes raw whole cream... helps with fasting, in small amounts, rarely. Plus it offers a softer exit food when coming off a multi day fast. I may still have some, if it's still good. Only one way to find out.
BP is 156/106 p. 85. Once a day, now, I measure both arms. The left has always been five to ten points shy of the right, on most readings. The pulses are normalizing to each other, almost. I tried left arm first, then switched to see if there was psychology involved. While not definitive, as observing may have an affect, I am satisfied that the left arm provides a lower real reading. Still, one random reading a day, variously first, I take a reading from each arm. Oh, and I figured out how to set the date and time and use the memory function on the contraption. Good, good.
I've got a monster of a bloody nose. Probably weather related. Storms, if usually though not always big or powerful ones, will, can, do it.
It looks like rain might be arriving, or just a dust storm? A little rain would be good. More, if not extended, would be better.
Later, probably. If you don't read from me in a few hours? Wait longer.
Ouch. Good signs.
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What isn't stiff is stiff and sore. My whole body is tight, like a giant knot. From my waste up those knots are taught to pain. Except my neck, if that still doesn't have full mobility, is rather taught. Improving. Now, both the stiffness and pain are precisely what are desired. And a sort of hollowness, as if my body is partly insubstantial. I can't explain it better, but if you have ever been in at least coached athletics at even the highschool level, and you actually applied yourself, you know this. If you lived for things in that range, you might know that humble beat-down sense for years at a time. Or so it seemed. Being in top-flight shape is NOT about feeling "good". It's about always hurting, up to and including injury, but carrying on quietly, ably.
I couldn't sleep until, perhaps, 1:00. I woke at 9:30. I was a bit too sore to sleep. Which is fine. Readings aren't great, but were taken and recorded. Not great? Compared with what? Other people, true... myself over the last few months, false. Fasting today. If help shows, he might get a steak. Thawed but fasting, don't want to risk that meat going bad. Fasting, and mostly resting today and tomorrow.
Ah, another good sign. I grabbed a shirt, for over my T-shirt, yesterday. While I don't go all in dapper, I do attempt some civility. Anyway it fit almost loose. If it was an 2xl tall... it still meant I had lost. If it was the single extra large tall... it meant I lost a lot of size. Last time I tried that size, it didn't fit well by itself so definitely wouldn't have worked with a t-shirt. It bugged me all day yesterday. I was so flat when I returned I forgot to check. Just now, yep, the single extra large, and easily over the t-shirt. Shoulders probably exempt me from just a large, but I may be headed towards fitted!
I need to go to a good clothier. I am way out of what had been my dress clothes. By, say, six to eight sizes... no taking that much in. Slacks, even shirts. Oddly, the neck is the same... plus stiff. ;p I looked like a hobo or clown last time I tried to dress up, with enough extra material I could also have passed for a landbased sailing vessel. A pair of slacks or two, an inexpensive intermediate suit, a couple of dress shirts, and maybe belts or suspenders. I like loose shirts but there are serious limits.
On to a slow day. Never did fold laundry or do dishes. Without else, those should be easy enough. If the boss shows today? Some work in the garage and living room. If not, just rest and light duty. Cheers.
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What isn't stiff is stiff and sore. My whole body is tight, like a giant knot. From my waste up those knots are taught to pain. Except my neck, if that still doesn't have full mobility, is rather taught. Improving. Now, both the stiffness and pain are precisely what are desired. And a sort of hollowness, as if my body is partly insubstantial. I can't explain it better, but if you have ever been in at least coached athletics at even the highschool level, and you actually applied yourself, you know this. If you lived for things in that range, you might know that humble beat-down sense for years at a time. Or so it seemed. Being in top-flight shape is NOT about feeling "good". It's about always hurting, up to and including injury, but carrying on quietly, ably.
I couldn't sleep until, perhaps, 1:00. I woke at 9:30. I was a bit too sore to sleep. Which is fine. Readings aren't great, but were taken and recorded. Not great? Compared with what? Other people, true... myself over the last few months, false. Fasting today. If help shows, he might get a steak. Thawed but fasting, don't want to risk that meat going bad. Fasting, and mostly resting today and tomorrow.
Ah, another good sign. I grabbed a shirt, for over my T-shirt, yesterday. While I don't go all in dapper, I do attempt some civility. Anyway it fit almost loose. If it was an 2xl tall... it still meant I had lost. If it was the single extra large tall... it meant I lost a lot of size. Last time I tried that size, it didn't fit well by itself so definitely wouldn't have worked with a t-shirt. It bugged me all day yesterday. I was so flat when I returned I forgot to check. Just now, yep, the single extra large, and easily over the t-shirt. Shoulders probably exempt me from just a large, but I may be headed towards fitted!
I need to go to a good clothier. I am way out of what had been my dress clothes. By, say, six to eight sizes... no taking that much in. Slacks, even shirts. Oddly, the neck is the same... plus stiff. ;p I looked like a hobo or clown last time I tried to dress up, with enough extra material I could also have passed for a landbased sailing vessel. A pair of slacks or two, an inexpensive intermediate suit, a couple of dress shirts, and maybe belts or suspenders. I like loose shirts but there are serious limits.
On to a slow day. Never did fold laundry or do dishes. Without else, those should be easy enough. If the boss shows today? Some work in the garage and living room. If not, just rest and light duty. Cheers.
Friday, May 25, 2018
Another trip to the VA.
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The eye doc this time. I let them dilate my eyes. They really like looking into my eyes. Another appointment in a few months. Oh, this time I wrote what information I needed, then checked it with the prescription. They weren't going to give me some measurement, which I only got through insistence. I wonder if the forget, or mean to forget... don't want us shopping around? No worries. I am ordering a pair, maybe two if cheap enough, soon. I'd like several bifocal and several plain, for now.
I keep trying to figure out rush hours. If I don't leave about two hours early, I always end up late. If I leave even just an half hour early, I will be late. Now, when I leave way early? I arrive very early. It doesn't seem to matter when my appointment is. Annoying, I suppose it just is what it is.
Blood sugar is 138. I am about to eat. Yes, it is Friday. But with the work yesterday and driving today, I need food. Perhaps I can fast tomorrow. BP, 132/102 p. 96. Not too shabby.
Neck is getting better. I work it when I can. Doesn't hurt on the outside as it had. Still have very limited range of movement, if vastly better. Driving was that much more of a chore. Still, did it. Later, or good night.
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The eye doc this time. I let them dilate my eyes. They really like looking into my eyes. Another appointment in a few months. Oh, this time I wrote what information I needed, then checked it with the prescription. They weren't going to give me some measurement, which I only got through insistence. I wonder if the forget, or mean to forget... don't want us shopping around? No worries. I am ordering a pair, maybe two if cheap enough, soon. I'd like several bifocal and several plain, for now.
I keep trying to figure out rush hours. If I don't leave about two hours early, I always end up late. If I leave even just an half hour early, I will be late. Now, when I leave way early? I arrive very early. It doesn't seem to matter when my appointment is. Annoying, I suppose it just is what it is.
Blood sugar is 138. I am about to eat. Yes, it is Friday. But with the work yesterday and driving today, I need food. Perhaps I can fast tomorrow. BP, 132/102 p. 96. Not too shabby.
Neck is getting better. I work it when I can. Doesn't hurt on the outside as it had. Still have very limited range of movement, if vastly better. Driving was that much more of a chore. Still, did it. Later, or good night.
Well, that was a serious work day.
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It wasn't just what was done, it was the heat, the neck cramp, not really being up to work, the combination of those things, and maybe more. Working the other day, even bits the day before. It adds up. Oh, I got a shower but no laundry folded. The shower was divine. Helped the neck too, a bit. The neck is improving, but still required aspirin last night and this morning. You should know how much I hate pills by now. If I can, I would usually much rather suffer. That just isn't an option.
BP reading was 142/101 p. 83. Meh. But resting blood sugar was 164! I even had an ice cream cone yesterday. The pulse is what used to be my normal, always a bit fast... a hummingbird heartbeat, especially for a giant. But the blood sugar has me excited. I really need to get swimming going. Medicine taken, tea, and waking now.
I am feeling it today. I definitely did some work yesterday. Nothing stands out and yet pretty much every muscle group got hit. It's like an aura of sensation, a warm glow. I remember this! I used to have this almost all of the time, only much more intensely. Not warm, hot, always. Radiant, women could feel it from me, it... they liked it, a lot. Wanted to get closer, moths to a flame, I said to more than one, with a terrible grin. Such odd memories.
Today. Some scheduled events? I'll... figure it out when I wake. Later.
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It wasn't just what was done, it was the heat, the neck cramp, not really being up to work, the combination of those things, and maybe more. Working the other day, even bits the day before. It adds up. Oh, I got a shower but no laundry folded. The shower was divine. Helped the neck too, a bit. The neck is improving, but still required aspirin last night and this morning. You should know how much I hate pills by now. If I can, I would usually much rather suffer. That just isn't an option.
BP reading was 142/101 p. 83. Meh. But resting blood sugar was 164! I even had an ice cream cone yesterday. The pulse is what used to be my normal, always a bit fast... a hummingbird heartbeat, especially for a giant. But the blood sugar has me excited. I really need to get swimming going. Medicine taken, tea, and waking now.
I am feeling it today. I definitely did some work yesterday. Nothing stands out and yet pretty much every muscle group got hit. It's like an aura of sensation, a warm glow. I remember this! I used to have this almost all of the time, only much more intensely. Not warm, hot, always. Radiant, women could feel it from me, it... they liked it, a lot. Wanted to get closer, moths to a flame, I said to more than one, with a terrible grin. Such odd memories.
Today. Some scheduled events? I'll... figure it out when I wake. Later.
Thursday, May 24, 2018
A goodly bit more.
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Even with help, the rest of the processing was quite a chore. I did some branching, but took over the chainsaw when that came out. While he went to branching and loading, I made it half way through cutting the logs into usable sized parts. He had to go do pipes, farming watering pipes. He suggested he would be back, so an half hour into his believed hour of work I put potatoes in. A quarter hour later I started the grill. The grill had to bet lit twice, then a lower cooking platform had to be used.
On his return, we gathered the last branches to go to the town receptacle. I had, after a break, finished with the chainsaw, put the logs in a wheelbarrow, scratched the rest of the debris into a pile ready to add to the rest, then put the chainsaw up. We got that in and all of it deposited. Then got the ac in the window upstairs, ate, then gave Sassy her minor trim. I think he liked pork grilled. He left with an empty plate and blankening stare.
My neck is still rough. I didn't see any swelling. I keep taking aspirin as possible. Working heavily has loosened it up a bit, and numbed me too. If it is still bothering me I will bring it up at the VA. The cost for private oncology(?) is out of my league, or even ent. Hopefully it just goes away.
I think everything on my list was hit, save dishes and a shower. I am hoping a break will get me in shape to shower then finish folding laundry. Yeah, I worked today. With some help, and push, I am doing solid work, if only a few days a week and only a few hours a day. And... in 38 jeans. Hell's yeah. If it doesn't kill me it'll... cripple me. ;p
Later, or good night. Hmm, I'll take medicine now, so I don't forget. Readings can hang if I crash. Priorities.
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Even with help, the rest of the processing was quite a chore. I did some branching, but took over the chainsaw when that came out. While he went to branching and loading, I made it half way through cutting the logs into usable sized parts. He had to go do pipes, farming watering pipes. He suggested he would be back, so an half hour into his believed hour of work I put potatoes in. A quarter hour later I started the grill. The grill had to bet lit twice, then a lower cooking platform had to be used.
On his return, we gathered the last branches to go to the town receptacle. I had, after a break, finished with the chainsaw, put the logs in a wheelbarrow, scratched the rest of the debris into a pile ready to add to the rest, then put the chainsaw up. We got that in and all of it deposited. Then got the ac in the window upstairs, ate, then gave Sassy her minor trim. I think he liked pork grilled. He left with an empty plate and blankening stare.
My neck is still rough. I didn't see any swelling. I keep taking aspirin as possible. Working heavily has loosened it up a bit, and numbed me too. If it is still bothering me I will bring it up at the VA. The cost for private oncology(?) is out of my league, or even ent. Hopefully it just goes away.
I think everything on my list was hit, save dishes and a shower. I am hoping a break will get me in shape to shower then finish folding laundry. Yeah, I worked today. With some help, and push, I am doing solid work, if only a few days a week and only a few hours a day. And... in 38 jeans. Hell's yeah. If it doesn't kill me it'll... cripple me. ;p
Later, or good night. Hmm, I'll take medicine now, so I don't forget. Readings can hang if I crash. Priorities.
Not everything and all of each, but I am getting there.
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The only things that haven't been done at all are dishes and a shower. I did start late. I haven't completely finished the wood, but there was a lot more than appearances indicated. And size was deceiving. I did get an half of the branches parted, all major branches off the trunks, and all the groups into their own stacks... mostly... to all of those. Ran plumb out of steam.
At least I couldn't do more of that. I was able to transplant one of the horseradish plants. Watering it in well and giving the asparagus a sip while at it. If it is doing well in a week I may move the other bulb over. Wasn't willing to risk both of the last two of four roots. Then I watered the remaining root still in the big planter. Didn't need much before draining. Still, may have disturbed it when removing the other, and just because. Be good to your growy things, green or not.
Oh? Oh! I blindly grabbed a pair of jeans from the stack. I have 44's down to 38's. I thought I'd be getting a 42. They, especially, are whatfor belts. But no, 38's. I... almost put it back. Me ego can be a fragile little petunia. I have, once, since I bought it during a weight loss streak, been able to put them on, to and including buttoning and zipping, but not functionally wearing them. Man corset things just don't fly. Still, curious.
I got a leg in. Almost a sign. Seemed rather close though. Then the other leg in. Okay, tighter. Is anyone else conditionally claustrophobic? Was it the jeans, though, or history, memory? What if I get them on but can't get them off! The top button through? Good. Good! Zipper... yep. But, can I move, or more importantly breath? Yes, and... yes! It looks tight but I was able to work well enough in them.
I won't claim the size just yet. I can wear them today, but is today a skinny day? I am sure it isn't a fat day. It could be a middle day. Whatever else it is it is two definite things. It is exciting and it is incentive. The goal is a 34 waste. Only four more sizes, down from 44's or 46's, I was pushing one of those two when I moved here. It's getting there, if I look fatter in 38's than 44's. Bleh.
After this and a break, I'll crack on dishes, perhaps do some laundry, maybe hit the wood pile again... going to need the chainsaw for some of it. The shower will have to wait until the end of the day. I did get medicine, midday reads, and then an oatmeal lunch. Not great, just... just. I'll be taking an after meal blood test shortly. Curious how oatmeal, old fashioned, does... a cup of dry, then cooked, with about a cup of milk. - After three hours, bloos sugar is up 10 over premeal.
Well, on to my break. Later.
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The only things that haven't been done at all are dishes and a shower. I did start late. I haven't completely finished the wood, but there was a lot more than appearances indicated. And size was deceiving. I did get an half of the branches parted, all major branches off the trunks, and all the groups into their own stacks... mostly... to all of those. Ran plumb out of steam.
At least I couldn't do more of that. I was able to transplant one of the horseradish plants. Watering it in well and giving the asparagus a sip while at it. If it is doing well in a week I may move the other bulb over. Wasn't willing to risk both of the last two of four roots. Then I watered the remaining root still in the big planter. Didn't need much before draining. Still, may have disturbed it when removing the other, and just because. Be good to your growy things, green or not.
Oh? Oh! I blindly grabbed a pair of jeans from the stack. I have 44's down to 38's. I thought I'd be getting a 42. They, especially, are whatfor belts. But no, 38's. I... almost put it back. Me ego can be a fragile little petunia. I have, once, since I bought it during a weight loss streak, been able to put them on, to and including buttoning and zipping, but not functionally wearing them. Man corset things just don't fly. Still, curious.
I got a leg in. Almost a sign. Seemed rather close though. Then the other leg in. Okay, tighter. Is anyone else conditionally claustrophobic? Was it the jeans, though, or history, memory? What if I get them on but can't get them off! The top button through? Good. Good! Zipper... yep. But, can I move, or more importantly breath? Yes, and... yes! It looks tight but I was able to work well enough in them.
I won't claim the size just yet. I can wear them today, but is today a skinny day? I am sure it isn't a fat day. It could be a middle day. Whatever else it is it is two definite things. It is exciting and it is incentive. The goal is a 34 waste. Only four more sizes, down from 44's or 46's, I was pushing one of those two when I moved here. It's getting there, if I look fatter in 38's than 44's. Bleh.
After this and a break, I'll crack on dishes, perhaps do some laundry, maybe hit the wood pile again... going to need the chainsaw for some of it. The shower will have to wait until the end of the day. I did get medicine, midday reads, and then an oatmeal lunch. Not great, just... just. I'll be taking an after meal blood test shortly. Curious how oatmeal, old fashioned, does... a cup of dry, then cooked, with about a cup of milk. - After three hours, bloos sugar is up 10 over premeal.
Well, on to my break. Later.
A bit of a ugly thing already... so far.
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Hmm? Oh, the day, younglings. I woke late, a quarterish to nine. Going to bed well past midnight makes it fair, if still late on a localized timeline... mostly, barely? As well, my neck is still knotted. Either I have a charliehorse in there, or a gland problem. I am definitely hoping for a muscle problem, which it probably is. Hurts a lot to swivel in any direction, even swallow. I had to take aspirin just to begin working it, in an attempt to open it up. The pain is inside, and out, of my body. It centers on the right side of my neck where my jawline meets the neck proper, actually an inch into and below the jawline. Not a good spot. Although also exactly where a kink would form from looking at the tv while gaming too long. Which... yeah.
As for readings. Not the worst, or best. I am hoping to be up to fasting this weekend. That would help some, maybe all. Especially if I can do Friday through to eating Monday. In time, with potassium back in the queue, I'd really like to try five or six days. I'm betting three weeks wouldn't be bad. It is figuring what foods to get back to after. What I have been told is false, much of it. Potatoes are fine, as are most vegetables and at my serving sizes. Steak and lamb are excellent. Milk is at least okay, if volume is more of an issue, though with each item and all combined. Smaller bites. Still, learning foods, if no reason not to cocurrently explore fasting, which more importantly enhances a good spiritual life, makes the walk with God a bit... more pleasant in an odd way. Oblations, alone, as all Father receives and the while, add even greater togetherness.
Today? Wought is this today business? :p Well, I'll do dishes, fold the laundry, replant one or both horseradish plants, process limbs and the small trees, take a shower, and... be ready for work and dinner later. Putting ac upstairs, removing wood, maybe work on the gutters... oh, and trimming the last bramble on Sassy 's back. She has gotten much better at taking care, just a little help from time to time.
For dinner? Just a butt roast, pork, potatoes, carrots, milk, and maybe cottage cheese and pears? Yeah. He has had my main foods, grill regulars, save pork and lamb. Even my chicken is good, if I remember TO NEVER BUY CHICKEN (OR SEAFOOD) ON MARKDOWN!!! Sale, yes... but look, smell, check dates. Chicken is not... times out almost before the sell date, definitely by flavor/texture. Time crunch sale? Never. I have two packages in the freezer I'll be throwing Sunday. Actually, they aren't bad, just not tasty. I ought to see if a neighbor might want some for a dog. I'm no dog hater.
By feel, no swelling on the neck, or heat. I'll look in a bit. Tea and medicine, plus waking. Oh, I realized how to explain what my conditions collude toward, summed, while dreaming. The dream was sorting symptoms, as if discussing with myself, others, the universe. It would be as if superman came from earth and went to Krypton. Just barely able to survive, in a gravity field at least multiples higher than that of my original home. I can never fully rest because I am always being squeezed, even while I sleep. Always, everyday, every moment. Torture. I know that. And, still, I have learned to love even this life, to abide and thrive in suffering, and to cherish hope in my life and for others who suffer.
It's STILL a ugly day. ;p
Later.
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Hmm? Oh, the day, younglings. I woke late, a quarterish to nine. Going to bed well past midnight makes it fair, if still late on a localized timeline... mostly, barely? As well, my neck is still knotted. Either I have a charliehorse in there, or a gland problem. I am definitely hoping for a muscle problem, which it probably is. Hurts a lot to swivel in any direction, even swallow. I had to take aspirin just to begin working it, in an attempt to open it up. The pain is inside, and out, of my body. It centers on the right side of my neck where my jawline meets the neck proper, actually an inch into and below the jawline. Not a good spot. Although also exactly where a kink would form from looking at the tv while gaming too long. Which... yeah.
As for readings. Not the worst, or best. I am hoping to be up to fasting this weekend. That would help some, maybe all. Especially if I can do Friday through to eating Monday. In time, with potassium back in the queue, I'd really like to try five or six days. I'm betting three weeks wouldn't be bad. It is figuring what foods to get back to after. What I have been told is false, much of it. Potatoes are fine, as are most vegetables and at my serving sizes. Steak and lamb are excellent. Milk is at least okay, if volume is more of an issue, though with each item and all combined. Smaller bites. Still, learning foods, if no reason not to cocurrently explore fasting, which more importantly enhances a good spiritual life, makes the walk with God a bit... more pleasant in an odd way. Oblations, alone, as all Father receives and the while, add even greater togetherness.
Today? Wought is this today business? :p Well, I'll do dishes, fold the laundry, replant one or both horseradish plants, process limbs and the small trees, take a shower, and... be ready for work and dinner later. Putting ac upstairs, removing wood, maybe work on the gutters... oh, and trimming the last bramble on Sassy 's back. She has gotten much better at taking care, just a little help from time to time.
For dinner? Just a butt roast, pork, potatoes, carrots, milk, and maybe cottage cheese and pears? Yeah. He has had my main foods, grill regulars, save pork and lamb. Even my chicken is good, if I remember TO NEVER BUY CHICKEN (OR SEAFOOD) ON MARKDOWN!!! Sale, yes... but look, smell, check dates. Chicken is not... times out almost before the sell date, definitely by flavor/texture. Time crunch sale? Never. I have two packages in the freezer I'll be throwing Sunday. Actually, they aren't bad, just not tasty. I ought to see if a neighbor might want some for a dog. I'm no dog hater.
By feel, no swelling on the neck, or heat. I'll look in a bit. Tea and medicine, plus waking. Oh, I realized how to explain what my conditions collude toward, summed, while dreaming. The dream was sorting symptoms, as if discussing with myself, others, the universe. It would be as if superman came from earth and went to Krypton. Just barely able to survive, in a gravity field at least multiples higher than that of my original home. I can never fully rest because I am always being squeezed, even while I sleep. Always, everyday, every moment. Torture. I know that. And, still, I have learned to love even this life, to abide and thrive in suffering, and to cherish hope in my life and for others who suffer.
It's STILL a ugly day. ;p
Later.
Wednesday, May 23, 2018
Not much.
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I made lunch, am heating up the grill for supper. Ribeyes, corn, potato, and milk for lunch. I was going to just have steak, but my blood sugar was 170 for no good reason, so I went all in. Phuc eet. Checking premeal, it is 130? Yeah, bigger hammer. Tonigh I am having lamb chops and snapped green beans. I took bp earlier, but forgot to record it. It was 141/94 p. 92, or so. Mostly. Currently it read 150/99 p. 85... left arm was 10/10 and 5 lower than right arm so I took it. Doctors and nurses do it all the time, and use the other arm if it reads lower.
I dug holes to transplant horseradish into, cooked, got laundry going again, and did a few odds and ends. It's a dark day, partly to all cloudy. It is warming, if not at great speed. I am so used to the low 70's now, that as it cools for the night, from nearly 72 inside, I almost catch a chill. When it jumps to the 80's and 90's, I'll be a low dog again. For now all good.
I may try to do the dishes tonight, and finish what laundry there is. It isn't a lot, but it would be something. Got a pull in my neck, along the right side. Bad enough I took a handful of aspirin. It isn't helping. Oh, medicine. I've been doing that, well, if I sort of already almost mostly had been. Just a bit better. Brushing, showering, meds, general care, on to more work, with swimming soon. I may see if the VA would cover that. They offered once. Maybe even help with pedicures. If something will go first, it is the feet. One major issue, and just the specialist visit would be more than a lifetime of pedicures.
I am going either way. A health go getter helps them do their job. The worst they can say is no. And, if I keep up on readings and logging, it'll show... interest. Yeah, I'll let them help me, now that I don't feel so boxed in by them. I will not give up private care, entirely, ever again. As to sharing info? Other than medicines, and only if my Doc wishes it. The VA can be a real mess, even danger, to work with. They have good points and bad, but are Juggernaut Legion if they go against you.
Someone has been digging deep, far, long. The harder nuggets of music. Some of them. I have to guess, by the nature of what surfaced, they have some zeroes in some areas. They didn't show up on blogger, which tells me they are still cutting my hits, drastically. Unless the purveyors are system spies, or turncoats. I'd love to think I will help gut the politically left big tech one freed, ball dropping mind at a time. Women? Useless. But the ones worth the price of admission will find, not where the boys are but, where real men are. Let them keep the cat broads.
Hmm? Dinnertime. Good night. Oh. I'll put up the batch of tunes tomorrow. Or later?
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I made lunch, am heating up the grill for supper. Ribeyes, corn, potato, and milk for lunch. I was going to just have steak, but my blood sugar was 170 for no good reason, so I went all in. Phuc eet. Checking premeal, it is 130? Yeah, bigger hammer. Tonigh I am having lamb chops and snapped green beans. I took bp earlier, but forgot to record it. It was 141/94 p. 92, or so. Mostly. Currently it read 150/99 p. 85... left arm was 10/10 and 5 lower than right arm so I took it. Doctors and nurses do it all the time, and use the other arm if it reads lower.
I dug holes to transplant horseradish into, cooked, got laundry going again, and did a few odds and ends. It's a dark day, partly to all cloudy. It is warming, if not at great speed. I am so used to the low 70's now, that as it cools for the night, from nearly 72 inside, I almost catch a chill. When it jumps to the 80's and 90's, I'll be a low dog again. For now all good.
I may try to do the dishes tonight, and finish what laundry there is. It isn't a lot, but it would be something. Got a pull in my neck, along the right side. Bad enough I took a handful of aspirin. It isn't helping. Oh, medicine. I've been doing that, well, if I sort of already almost mostly had been. Just a bit better. Brushing, showering, meds, general care, on to more work, with swimming soon. I may see if the VA would cover that. They offered once. Maybe even help with pedicures. If something will go first, it is the feet. One major issue, and just the specialist visit would be more than a lifetime of pedicures.
I am going either way. A health go getter helps them do their job. The worst they can say is no. And, if I keep up on readings and logging, it'll show... interest. Yeah, I'll let them help me, now that I don't feel so boxed in by them. I will not give up private care, entirely, ever again. As to sharing info? Other than medicines, and only if my Doc wishes it. The VA can be a real mess, even danger, to work with. They have good points and bad, but are Juggernaut Legion if they go against you.
Someone has been digging deep, far, long. The harder nuggets of music. Some of them. I have to guess, by the nature of what surfaced, they have some zeroes in some areas. They didn't show up on blogger, which tells me they are still cutting my hits, drastically. Unless the purveyors are system spies, or turncoats. I'd love to think I will help gut the politically left big tech one freed, ball dropping mind at a time. Women? Useless. But the ones worth the price of admission will find, not where the boys are but, where real men are. Let them keep the cat broads.
Hmm? Dinnertime. Good night. Oh. I'll put up the batch of tunes tomorrow. Or later?
Work makes sleep pay?
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I think so. Down right at 22:00, up right at 7:00. Still tired, if that is why it is called morning. They just dropped the "u" to try to convince us it is a good, or better, time. Dreamed. Funerals. The last was the most difficult. My mother makes a wonderful and terrible mourner. No more details, just in case. Though, if it will, it will.
Resting blood sugar is 198. Morning bp 141/101 is and pulse is 77.
Today? Stuff. Well, limb processing. Perhaps work on the gutter system. Dishes, shower, laundry, and getting packages ready to go. I should have something to eat while at it. I am not eating much or well, if I need to try. I may also dig holes to transplant the horseradish. As well, water the starts just a bit again. Unless it is raining, or has.
All good. Later.
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I think so. Down right at 22:00, up right at 7:00. Still tired, if that is why it is called morning. They just dropped the "u" to try to convince us it is a good, or better, time. Dreamed. Funerals. The last was the most difficult. My mother makes a wonderful and terrible mourner. No more details, just in case. Though, if it will, it will.
Resting blood sugar is 198. Morning bp 141/101 is and pulse is 77.
Today? Stuff. Well, limb processing. Perhaps work on the gutter system. Dishes, shower, laundry, and getting packages ready to go. I should have something to eat while at it. I am not eating much or well, if I need to try. I may also dig holes to transplant the horseradish. As well, water the starts just a bit again. Unless it is raining, or has.
All good. Later.
Tuesday, May 22, 2018
Just a bit more.
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I wrangled garden hose around, to water what has been planted. Not a lot, just five minutes or so. I will have a lot of asparagus. Probably a ton of jerusalem artichokes too. Horseradish? Probably enough for a village. Hopefully this year I will harvest some of all, if not everything. Asparagus should be ready in 2020. Advertised to be ready next year, I'd rather let it have another year... probably.
A few other minor chores while out. Sam sure enjoys the company. But does she have to express her incredulity EVERY time I step out? :p It is starting to look like someone lives here. I am hoping to get the limbs processed and hit the eves again. If the compressor does well enough I may not need water. We'll see. If I can do those, then hauling wood out and installing ac, perhaps transplanting one horseradish plant... both?
After popcorn, blood sugar rose to 180. Couldn't eat much. Hungry yet not. Took blood pressure before meds, 160/11 p. 86. I'm staying up just a bit to see if meds have a quick affect. I just don't know how fast that works. I created a little note book of printer paper. I have been trying both arms. No difference so I haven't been adding the second reading. I'll check again, now, after an half hour. No later, bed is calling. 147/102 p. 87 - maybe, or just falling to sleep
Good night.
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I wrangled garden hose around, to water what has been planted. Not a lot, just five minutes or so. I will have a lot of asparagus. Probably a ton of jerusalem artichokes too. Horseradish? Probably enough for a village. Hopefully this year I will harvest some of all, if not everything. Asparagus should be ready in 2020. Advertised to be ready next year, I'd rather let it have another year... probably.
A few other minor chores while out. Sam sure enjoys the company. But does she have to express her incredulity EVERY time I step out? :p It is starting to look like someone lives here. I am hoping to get the limbs processed and hit the eves again. If the compressor does well enough I may not need water. We'll see. If I can do those, then hauling wood out and installing ac, perhaps transplanting one horseradish plant... both?
After popcorn, blood sugar rose to 180. Couldn't eat much. Hungry yet not. Took blood pressure before meds, 160/11 p. 86. I'm staying up just a bit to see if meds have a quick affect. I just don't know how fast that works. I created a little note book of printer paper. I have been trying both arms. No difference so I haven't been adding the second reading. I'll check again, now, after an half hour. No later, bed is calling. 147/102 p. 87 - maybe, or just falling to sleep
Good night.
Only an hour?
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Glad for the help I can get. The gutters weren't what I thought. Rather than trays, the back porches are panels, from upper roof overhangs angled down and out several feet, then more to aluminum end pieces which roughly channels water out. We couldn't just scrape all out. The air compressor was used. May need to spray water, let it dry, then use the compressor again. Once it is cleaned to metal, it should clean easier every year or two. I'll take responsibility on this one. It took years to just figure out my lawn, remember.
After, or while the compressor was charging/recharging, we planted the rest of the asparagus. While late and stunted, asparagus is growing into the old patch too. I will have more asparagus than... I don't know! Lots of it. All good, if I am worn. The sort of tired I like. If I do anything else today, it will be inside, light, and little. Maybe or not.
I would like to get packages ready for return, hit just what dishes are ready once then reset, see what laundry is doing, and maybe a shower. I am pleased with today. I have even started organizing. Work gloves, goggles, knee and elbow pads, all go in one of the small tool duffles. From now on, things will be finding their places, especially toolwise... or, actually, everything. It's been going that way for a bit.
Dinner? I am almost hungry. Maybe just popcorn. I did take morning medicine, blood sugar, but forgot bp. I'll take it after I rest. Blood sugar is 160. Medicine and readings for certain tonight. Later.
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BP 144/92 Pulse 91 - Gooder(tm)
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Glad for the help I can get. The gutters weren't what I thought. Rather than trays, the back porches are panels, from upper roof overhangs angled down and out several feet, then more to aluminum end pieces which roughly channels water out. We couldn't just scrape all out. The air compressor was used. May need to spray water, let it dry, then use the compressor again. Once it is cleaned to metal, it should clean easier every year or two. I'll take responsibility on this one. It took years to just figure out my lawn, remember.
After, or while the compressor was charging/recharging, we planted the rest of the asparagus. While late and stunted, asparagus is growing into the old patch too. I will have more asparagus than... I don't know! Lots of it. All good, if I am worn. The sort of tired I like. If I do anything else today, it will be inside, light, and little. Maybe or not.
I would like to get packages ready for return, hit just what dishes are ready once then reset, see what laundry is doing, and maybe a shower. I am pleased with today. I have even started organizing. Work gloves, goggles, knee and elbow pads, all go in one of the small tool duffles. From now on, things will be finding their places, especially toolwise... or, actually, everything. It's been going that way for a bit.
Dinner? I am almost hungry. Maybe just popcorn. I did take morning medicine, blood sugar, but forgot bp. I'll take it after I rest. Blood sugar is 160. Medicine and readings for certain tonight. Later.
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BP 144/92 Pulse 91 - Gooder(tm)
Not a bad start.
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It took a while to start. Closing on 15:00? Anyway, mowing is done, the sprinklers are roughly set, if there are only two areas to be watered. Still, set up for as needed and more. As well, I have branches in a pile, for easy processing when I get to that. No need to weed whip today, as I see things.
Oh a visitor with an offer, and I with homework for him. Eggs? Yes, already. Duck eggs? Absolutely! As well as chicken eggs. Do you have any idea of the rarity? I have honestly dreamed of these, never really thought... Yes, yes indeed. And thank you. As to homework? Iron sights. He gets to set those up. Give a man an assignment, then he isn't just along for the ride. Invested. I'll do the scope. Need to do my own homework.
I have begun researching spotting scopes. Sure, Swarkovski. Sure, $$$$$, plus tax, title, shipping, etc. I've found an $800 I like. Now to find as close to it for half, give or take a bill. As close as possible. Not for real soon, if maybe by fall. It's the only way to fly. A bit of a break, then I'll see. Later.
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It took a while to start. Closing on 15:00? Anyway, mowing is done, the sprinklers are roughly set, if there are only two areas to be watered. Still, set up for as needed and more. As well, I have branches in a pile, for easy processing when I get to that. No need to weed whip today, as I see things.
Oh a visitor with an offer, and I with homework for him. Eggs? Yes, already. Duck eggs? Absolutely! As well as chicken eggs. Do you have any idea of the rarity? I have honestly dreamed of these, never really thought... Yes, yes indeed. And thank you. As to homework? Iron sights. He gets to set those up. Give a man an assignment, then he isn't just along for the ride. Invested. I'll do the scope. Need to do my own homework.
I have begun researching spotting scopes. Sure, Swarkovski. Sure, $$$$$, plus tax, title, shipping, etc. I've found an $800 I like. Now to find as close to it for half, give or take a bill. As close as possible. Not for real soon, if maybe by fall. It's the only way to fly. A bit of a break, then I'll see. Later.
Down late, up late.
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It makes obvious sense. All the driving and fuss yesterday wrung me out too much to sleep. I think it was 3:00 when I was finally able to sleep and 9:30 or 10:30 when I woke. Fasting blood sugar was 201. I ate at Red Robins, then had a roast beef meal on the way home. Is RR going downhill? Though, even cooking burgers, myself, when I knew all was as good as it gets... and the burgers tasted... just like RR's. I wondered if it's a bad time to buy burger, if my taste buds are off. Mushy, mealy, old. Or... It's me. So if it is the meat, it seems universal. If it is me, it is ongoing.
The waiter was way too gay for my tolerances. He, wisely, understood, dialed it way back, understood who was paying, did his job sufficiently, and was properly enumerated. Would have preferred the delicious blond, even with tatts. And, yes, she would have gotten more. Still, keep your problems to yourself, do your damn job, and I'll be fair(ish).
It's dark. At least partly cloudy, last I looked? Just waking, didn't check the whole sky. Will check to see if it is dry enough to mow in a bit. If I can, that. Maybe weed whipping, perhaps branch and actually small tree parcelling. Then, later, a few odd light jobs. If everything is wet, I'll hit it on a sunnier day. Perhaps do indoor work.
I've had three packages go missing from amazon lately. One here, two to my mother. Mother's Day was a bit anemic, if she got the big present but more seemed happy that I even remembered. I'm not sure what is up. Having to use reviews as the other request systems require I return... something. If I didn't get anything how can I return something. Required to return what wasn't received. Hoping to get this sorted. It happens, but usually very rarely.
Oh, well. On with the day shortly. Good morning, still, here, barely, and good day.
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It makes obvious sense. All the driving and fuss yesterday wrung me out too much to sleep. I think it was 3:00 when I was finally able to sleep and 9:30 or 10:30 when I woke. Fasting blood sugar was 201. I ate at Red Robins, then had a roast beef meal on the way home. Is RR going downhill? Though, even cooking burgers, myself, when I knew all was as good as it gets... and the burgers tasted... just like RR's. I wondered if it's a bad time to buy burger, if my taste buds are off. Mushy, mealy, old. Or... It's me. So if it is the meat, it seems universal. If it is me, it is ongoing.
The waiter was way too gay for my tolerances. He, wisely, understood, dialed it way back, understood who was paying, did his job sufficiently, and was properly enumerated. Would have preferred the delicious blond, even with tatts. And, yes, she would have gotten more. Still, keep your problems to yourself, do your damn job, and I'll be fair(ish).
It's dark. At least partly cloudy, last I looked? Just waking, didn't check the whole sky. Will check to see if it is dry enough to mow in a bit. If I can, that. Maybe weed whipping, perhaps branch and actually small tree parcelling. Then, later, a few odd light jobs. If everything is wet, I'll hit it on a sunnier day. Perhaps do indoor work.
I've had three packages go missing from amazon lately. One here, two to my mother. Mother's Day was a bit anemic, if she got the big present but more seemed happy that I even remembered. I'm not sure what is up. Having to use reviews as the other request systems require I return... something. If I didn't get anything how can I return something. Required to return what wasn't received. Hoping to get this sorted. It happens, but usually very rarely.
Oh, well. On with the day shortly. Good morning, still, here, barely, and good day.
Monday, May 21, 2018
A long day.
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A dental appointment. Turned into an E.R. visit. B.P. was 188/118. Pulse at 145. I told them that IS better. No telling some people. To the principal's office I went. After a while, on my own, it dropped to 141/91 with a pulse of 108. Or... so it seemed. Whatever. Yeah, I get it. But I have been doing better on meds. It really IS down, a lot. That's a nearly 40 point drop. It had been 224/126, if I didn't catch the pulse.
A stern talking-to, again. Didn't my other doc... Collusion... Rigged... I'm not even smoking in the boy's room anymore... or... anywhere else. They finally let me go, just in time for the traffic crush. No major problem. I even ordered potassium today, picked it up on my way home. All else is good.
I hope to mow, then set up the sprinklers tomorrow. Perhaps handle some branch processing. That would leave room for cleaning gutters, planting the new asparagus, and putting in the new ac unit. I'll be buying another one this coming month, perhaps another after that, also this coming month or next.
I'll keep at it. Days are days again. I best use them as possible. I did pick up packages at the post AND finally got utilities paid, with checks out for a year signed sealed and delivered. If I can get to it again, I'll do another year. It's the only way I can keep up. Was only a month and change late. I even got trash out, then brought the bin back before leaving. I wouldn't want to eat from it, but if forced, it doesn't stink, other than that plastic smell.
Oh, yes. I did well today. I even flirted up a dozen birds. Dames are screwy. Which... has it's advantages, especially for Louies. :p Made one guy so jealous somehow he split with a huff. Hadn't even started working the room. It's just dames were including me in his discussions, with nothing but a glance from my way. Good night.
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A dental appointment. Turned into an E.R. visit. B.P. was 188/118. Pulse at 145. I told them that IS better. No telling some people. To the principal's office I went. After a while, on my own, it dropped to 141/91 with a pulse of 108. Or... so it seemed. Whatever. Yeah, I get it. But I have been doing better on meds. It really IS down, a lot. That's a nearly 40 point drop. It had been 224/126, if I didn't catch the pulse.
A stern talking-to, again. Didn't my other doc... Collusion... Rigged... I'm not even smoking in the boy's room anymore... or... anywhere else. They finally let me go, just in time for the traffic crush. No major problem. I even ordered potassium today, picked it up on my way home. All else is good.
I hope to mow, then set up the sprinklers tomorrow. Perhaps handle some branch processing. That would leave room for cleaning gutters, planting the new asparagus, and putting in the new ac unit. I'll be buying another one this coming month, perhaps another after that, also this coming month or next.
I'll keep at it. Days are days again. I best use them as possible. I did pick up packages at the post AND finally got utilities paid, with checks out for a year signed sealed and delivered. If I can get to it again, I'll do another year. It's the only way I can keep up. Was only a month and change late. I even got trash out, then brought the bin back before leaving. I wouldn't want to eat from it, but if forced, it doesn't stink, other than that plastic smell.
Oh, yes. I did well today. I even flirted up a dozen birds. Dames are screwy. Which... has it's advantages, especially for Louies. :p Made one guy so jealous somehow he split with a huff. Hadn't even started working the room. It's just dames were including me in his discussions, with nothing but a glance from my way. Good night.
Monday? Why?
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Why indeed. Because, I believe, is the correct answer.
Fasting blood sugar is 192. Not all my fault. Actually I couldn't eat much supper, or lunch. It isn't about consumption. My body, as a device, is ooc, not working. I can eat, a bit, but it just sits there. My body isn't working. It isn't fully disabling currently, it does slow things down. I'm not sure what the root cause is, or if it is a group of smaller things. I really suspect, at this time, it is the body. It doesn't seem to matter if it is warm or cold.
I am sort of back on medicine. I miss a bit much, not too much for a restart. But this doesn't feel like medicine. Weather is beginning to switch to summer, but not in fast large volleys. This has been one of the tamer springs, if colder, in memory. It actually helps. Something is just wrong, not terribly, just annoyingly.
A shower, shortly. Tea, after an half hour... to let the mouth wash do it's thing. Oh, perhaps getting trash out, and getting the checks going for utilies. Yeah. Perhaps mowing this morning, before a shower? Some will be done, some not. Looks to be turning into a good day. Later.
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Why indeed. Because, I believe, is the correct answer.
Fasting blood sugar is 192. Not all my fault. Actually I couldn't eat much supper, or lunch. It isn't about consumption. My body, as a device, is ooc, not working. I can eat, a bit, but it just sits there. My body isn't working. It isn't fully disabling currently, it does slow things down. I'm not sure what the root cause is, or if it is a group of smaller things. I really suspect, at this time, it is the body. It doesn't seem to matter if it is warm or cold.
I am sort of back on medicine. I miss a bit much, not too much for a restart. But this doesn't feel like medicine. Weather is beginning to switch to summer, but not in fast large volleys. This has been one of the tamer springs, if colder, in memory. It actually helps. Something is just wrong, not terribly, just annoyingly.
A shower, shortly. Tea, after an half hour... to let the mouth wash do it's thing. Oh, perhaps getting trash out, and getting the checks going for utilies. Yeah. Perhaps mowing this morning, before a shower? Some will be done, some not. Looks to be turning into a good day. Later.
Sunday, May 20, 2018
Can't fast.
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Burgers earlier, around noon, more like 10:00? Grilling chicken now. I do love grilling, especially as it warms. It's 75 out there, the warmest in a while. Maybe, from what I have seen, as warm as it has been? I might have missed hot days, with my schedule off. If hot days mess up my sleep, so I notice.
I've fed the girls twice today. Fatted calf for the prodigal girl cat. The festive mood is part of what is throwing fasting off. I'd love to make potato salad, I'm just not quite up to it. Green beans and milk are the sides. Maybe pears and cottage cheese as dessert.
Gaming today. I simply can't do more. I have been going out with Sam. She's a bit unhappy about Sassy's return. And I need to get used to being outside. I would like to mow, but not today, tomorrow is claimed, perhaps early Tuesday, if I can get up and get going? I just... want it. I'd like to start doing it more often. Hmm, I ought to get the weed whip going as well. It doesn't have to be quid pro quo, only when I fail. I'll... aim that way.
Oh, I think I forgot to set the timer. The grill should be ready. Later.
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Burgers earlier, around noon, more like 10:00? Grilling chicken now. I do love grilling, especially as it warms. It's 75 out there, the warmest in a while. Maybe, from what I have seen, as warm as it has been? I might have missed hot days, with my schedule off. If hot days mess up my sleep, so I notice.
I've fed the girls twice today. Fatted calf for the prodigal girl cat. The festive mood is part of what is throwing fasting off. I'd love to make potato salad, I'm just not quite up to it. Green beans and milk are the sides. Maybe pears and cottage cheese as dessert.
Gaming today. I simply can't do more. I have been going out with Sam. She's a bit unhappy about Sassy's return. And I need to get used to being outside. I would like to mow, but not today, tomorrow is claimed, perhaps early Tuesday, if I can get up and get going? I just... want it. I'd like to start doing it more often. Hmm, I ought to get the weed whip going as well. It doesn't have to be quid pro quo, only when I fail. I'll... aim that way.
Oh, I think I forgot to set the timer. The grill should be ready. Later.
Guess who is back!
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The same distant meows. Some disturbance at the front door this time. I went to the front door, turned on the light, opened it, and... nothing. I suspected a tom, trying to get Sam to come out and play? And the meowing? The same, or just very distant goat or lamb, maybe calf, calls... confused from distance. Oh well.
Still, as I do, I was thorough. I went to the back door, turned on that light, opened it. Without hope, but strongly, confidently, I called her name. Something came at me, quickly. Spooked me, I really wasn't sure what was approaching. It looked like her, or a raccoon. Meow! It was definitely her!
She meowed for her first half hour, searching here, there. Sam... avoided. I know Sam missed her. But, too, came to the notion that she was gone. Much like seeing a ghost, even of a loved one. Adjustments had to be made. I fed her right away, after she toured the place. Inspection, you know. She still meows off and on, trying to be sure she really is home?
She seems to be in very good health. She hasn't starved, if she may have lost just a bit. She isn't ragged at all. Well, she is back. More, I am sure it was her meowing before. She just ran away, not sure this was the right place. Very good. It will take some realignment, which is fine by me, not so much by Sam. :p
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The same distant meows. Some disturbance at the front door this time. I went to the front door, turned on the light, opened it, and... nothing. I suspected a tom, trying to get Sam to come out and play? And the meowing? The same, or just very distant goat or lamb, maybe calf, calls... confused from distance. Oh well.
Still, as I do, I was thorough. I went to the back door, turned on that light, opened it. Without hope, but strongly, confidently, I called her name. Something came at me, quickly. Spooked me, I really wasn't sure what was approaching. It looked like her, or a raccoon. Meow! It was definitely her!
She meowed for her first half hour, searching here, there. Sam... avoided. I know Sam missed her. But, too, came to the notion that she was gone. Much like seeing a ghost, even of a loved one. Adjustments had to be made. I fed her right away, after she toured the place. Inspection, you know. She still meows off and on, trying to be sure she really is home?
She seems to be in very good health. She hasn't starved, if she may have lost just a bit. She isn't ragged at all. Well, she is back. More, I am sure it was her meowing before. She just ran away, not sure this was the right place. Very good. It will take some realignment, which is fine by me, not so much by Sam. :p
Like it or not.
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Yesterday I ended up hungry. My resistance fell. I ate. It was actually a smaller meal, as the protein was a lamb chop. My midday blood sugar was 144. An hour and an half, after eating at 18:00, my blood sugar had jumped to 256. Crazy. I took my blood sugar then because I was crashing... had to go to bed. Fasting blood sugar is 196. Let's see if I can fast today.
Feeling just a bit (extra) ragged today. Nothing too hard. I may or may not get over it. No major issue either way. It's a mix, part minor headache, slight muscle and joint pulls here and there, a small exhaustion not handled by sleep, feeling a bit stretched... thin. Not much by parts, but the sum mass adds to a general mild malaise.
I am, roughly, back on meds. The weather is remaining on the cooler side. I went to bed at 19:30, woke at 3:20. Though the problem(s) may have nothing to do with anything. Sometimes that just happens. Whether it is luck or God's will which allows, or forces me, to remain, I do not live by natural means. So, a slightly rotten day is at least to expected, and far more than I have. In other words, for all the words written to apparently counter what I am about to write, actually I have no complaints. The caveat? On balance, given all else, in summation, I have no complaints. Further, I am all but sure this too shall pass, probably before dawn.
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Yesterday I ended up hungry. My resistance fell. I ate. It was actually a smaller meal, as the protein was a lamb chop. My midday blood sugar was 144. An hour and an half, after eating at 18:00, my blood sugar had jumped to 256. Crazy. I took my blood sugar then because I was crashing... had to go to bed. Fasting blood sugar is 196. Let's see if I can fast today.
Feeling just a bit (extra) ragged today. Nothing too hard. I may or may not get over it. No major issue either way. It's a mix, part minor headache, slight muscle and joint pulls here and there, a small exhaustion not handled by sleep, feeling a bit stretched... thin. Not much by parts, but the sum mass adds to a general mild malaise.
I am, roughly, back on meds. The weather is remaining on the cooler side. I went to bed at 19:30, woke at 3:20. Though the problem(s) may have nothing to do with anything. Sometimes that just happens. Whether it is luck or God's will which allows, or forces me, to remain, I do not live by natural means. So, a slightly rotten day is at least to expected, and far more than I have. In other words, for all the words written to apparently counter what I am about to write, actually I have no complaints. The caveat? On balance, given all else, in summation, I have no complaints. Further, I am all but sure this too shall pass, probably before dawn.
Saturday, May 19, 2018
Naps are desserts for the mind and body.
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Awake until 10:30, I went in to nap. It took a while to finally sleep. When I woke, it took a bit to get out of bed. It's 14:00, if I only slept about two hours. Pedicures and massages wind me, fasting is tiring, and cool weather adds virtual yet real mass to the load of life. I would have slept more fully, and longer, but when I started to wake it seemed so late that I pushed myself out. It seemed to be nearing dusk. Oh well, that was enough dessert.
I took a blood test before bed, it was 177. I was curious if a nap would change it, and it did. It is now 144. Well, it may not have been sleep. It may have just been fasting and time. Tea is your friend. Mostly clear skies, but only 65 out there. We are getting a long cool spring rather than a bitter winter. I'm not sure if farmers would agree, but I'll take that deal.
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Awake until 10:30, I went in to nap. It took a while to finally sleep. When I woke, it took a bit to get out of bed. It's 14:00, if I only slept about two hours. Pedicures and massages wind me, fasting is tiring, and cool weather adds virtual yet real mass to the load of life. I would have slept more fully, and longer, but when I started to wake it seemed so late that I pushed myself out. It seemed to be nearing dusk. Oh well, that was enough dessert.
I took a blood test before bed, it was 177. I was curious if a nap would change it, and it did. It is now 144. Well, it may not have been sleep. It may have just been fasting and time. Tea is your friend. Mostly clear skies, but only 65 out there. We are getting a long cool spring rather than a bitter winter. I'm not sure if farmers would agree, but I'll take that deal.
Good long sleep.
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No Sam, ac and fan, a very long day and the relaxation of foot work, all combined to a very solid sleep. I think it was 21:00 when I went down. I posted it, so can check. I woke right around 5:00 and small change. Eight hours, about as exactly as possible? I'm just a bit surprised, thought it would have been longer. Still tired, not tired enough to sleep.
Fasting blood sugar was higher, 199. I guess that just happens still. It is the weekend, so fasting. Just two days, beginning food again Monday, midday. From now on, the goal is to begin fasting Friday, to get three days in. Mondays are bad enough, adding fasting is cruel and unusual punishment.
Today? Back to my list. Yes, bits and parts are getting checked off, slowly. That will continue as well as some planting. Trash will begin being corralled. Oh, maybe, finally, a shave.
It is amazing how much less Sam eats than I thought. Which... also means a lot less litter pan use, along with her being outside on warmer days as long as she can be. I am still holding some hope. But if Sassy doesn't return by, say, fall, I may try to find another girl. Sam needs a cat "friend" as much as I need another cat. I'll look for a slighly older gal, 'someone' who lost a home, one who has probably had kits.
Well, on back to waking. Looks like the sun might be working it's way to a serious shine. Later, good morning and day.
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No Sam, ac and fan, a very long day and the relaxation of foot work, all combined to a very solid sleep. I think it was 21:00 when I went down. I posted it, so can check. I woke right around 5:00 and small change. Eight hours, about as exactly as possible? I'm just a bit surprised, thought it would have been longer. Still tired, not tired enough to sleep.
Fasting blood sugar was higher, 199. I guess that just happens still. It is the weekend, so fasting. Just two days, beginning food again Monday, midday. From now on, the goal is to begin fasting Friday, to get three days in. Mondays are bad enough, adding fasting is cruel and unusual punishment.
Today? Back to my list. Yes, bits and parts are getting checked off, slowly. That will continue as well as some planting. Trash will begin being corralled. Oh, maybe, finally, a shave.
It is amazing how much less Sam eats than I thought. Which... also means a lot less litter pan use, along with her being outside on warmer days as long as she can be. I am still holding some hope. But if Sassy doesn't return by, say, fall, I may try to find another girl. Sam needs a cat "friend" as much as I need another cat. I'll look for a slighly older gal, 'someone' who lost a home, one who has probably had kits.
Well, on back to waking. Looks like the sun might be working it's way to a serious shine. Later, good morning and day.
Friday, May 18, 2018
Wow, yes, bedtime.
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I had to push things to make an appointment. I cancelled my massage, and if this hadn't snuck up on me, I would have cancelled this. Just... unsure of some things. Glad I didn't, for several reasons. Still... I needed the foot work and the new woman does well. I just wasn't sure. Even with a jammed pinky toe, the pedicure was fantastic. Feet were good, especially since I've not been caring for them. They are becoming lower maintenance.
After, grocery shopping. More and new veggies, canned. Plus unsweetened pears. A few meats, chicken hindquarters and burger. A few general refills of standards... potatoes, cottage cheese... Life is good when you have enough to get by without pain or starvation. Or, at least, those which can't be avoided. Sometimes I can't eat, sometimes I must hurt.
A long day. No nap. Up at, say, 3:00? Going down at 21:00. Just eighteen hours? Is t seemed like a lot more. Good night.
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I had to push things to make an appointment. I cancelled my massage, and if this hadn't snuck up on me, I would have cancelled this. Just... unsure of some things. Glad I didn't, for several reasons. Still... I needed the foot work and the new woman does well. I just wasn't sure. Even with a jammed pinky toe, the pedicure was fantastic. Feet were good, especially since I've not been caring for them. They are becoming lower maintenance.
After, grocery shopping. More and new veggies, canned. Plus unsweetened pears. A few meats, chicken hindquarters and burger. A few general refills of standards... potatoes, cottage cheese... Life is good when you have enough to get by without pain or starvation. Or, at least, those which can't be avoided. Sometimes I can't eat, sometimes I must hurt.
A long day. No nap. Up at, say, 3:00? Going down at 21:00. Just eighteen hours? Is t seemed like a lot more. Good night.
Sometimes they get it.
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Better than I. Friends, for my part. Do they visit, see, then say as they will, even when I seem to be yam who yam who disturbs? This time not so disturbing, if I had to do homework. Something... about a painting caught my mind. Too familiar. Endymion, and Selene, Diana. Innit.
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Better than I. Friends, for my part. Do they visit, see, then say as they will, even when I seem to be yam who yam who disturbs? This time not so disturbing, if I had to do homework. Something... about a painting caught my mind. Too familiar. Endymion, and Selene, Diana. Innit.
A next day.
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Fasting blood sugar is 159. Sure, it isn't 104, but it is well below 300's, even 200's. The trend is still very down. The 30, 14, and 7 day averages are 227, 202, and 174. My aftermeal average for the last seven days is 170, which means my fasting blood sugar is what is tacking my average higher, as my beforemeal 7 day average is 154. So, as fasting goes to premeal average... all very good. On 4/24 I had a 463 reading. I didn't *cough* probably mention that then. Now is a good time to note it. :p
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Fasting blood sugar is 159. Sure, it isn't 104, but it is well below 300's, even 200's. The trend is still very down. The 30, 14, and 7 day averages are 227, 202, and 174. My aftermeal average for the last seven days is 170, which means my fasting blood sugar is what is tacking my average higher, as my beforemeal 7 day average is 154. So, as fasting goes to premeal average... all very good. On 4/24 I had a 463 reading. I didn't *cough* probably mention that then. Now is a good time to note it. :p
Thursday, May 17, 2018
Make that 17:00.
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Then again I wasn't able to crash untill nearly 14:00. Mowing, again? Well, I'll find out soon. Yep, but returned at 18:00. Worked on straightening tools and etc in the entry hall. More to do, but a good start. We both started slogging. Lots of detailed organization is difficult for most men. With two it was easier. And working with tools, some of which are shiny, chrome, or techy helps. Still, an hour of that was quite enough. I'll do more tomorrow as work in the kitchen.
As I can cool I'll probably just go back to bed. Tomorrow will be mostly planting and transplanting, plus standard list and/or shopping. Good, good. Later, or most likely good night.
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Then again I wasn't able to crash untill nearly 14:00. Mowing, again? Well, I'll find out soon. Yep, but returned at 18:00. Worked on straightening tools and etc in the entry hall. More to do, but a good start. We both started slogging. Lots of detailed organization is difficult for most men. With two it was easier. And working with tools, some of which are shiny, chrome, or techy helps. Still, an hour of that was quite enough. I'll do more tomorrow as work in the kitchen.
As I can cool I'll probably just go back to bed. Tomorrow will be mostly planting and transplanting, plus standard list and/or shopping. Good, good. Later, or most likely good night.
Just about naptime.
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I wanted to stay up longer, but I need sleep to work. The meal jumped the blood sugar 63 points, to 195. And I am going to have peaches and cottage cheese as a late dessert. I'll just have to live with things for now.
I contacted a vendor who sent rough gear. I requested an exchange, unless everything is rusty. Then I just want a refund. Not store credit, not exchange, if they don't have quality equipment. These guys really push things. I'll see in a day or two. It isn't much, saving efforts for later. Snack and rest. I'll set my alarm for 16: 00. I think it will work this time.
Later.
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I wanted to stay up longer, but I need sleep to work. The meal jumped the blood sugar 63 points, to 195. And I am going to have peaches and cottage cheese as a late dessert. I'll just have to live with things for now.
I contacted a vendor who sent rough gear. I requested an exchange, unless everything is rusty. Then I just want a refund. Not store credit, not exchange, if they don't have quality equipment. These guys really push things. I'll see in a day or two. It isn't much, saving efforts for later. Snack and rest. I'll set my alarm for 16: 00. I think it will work this time.
Later.
Some snacks won't work?
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After the firs test, I tested again, before eating. Just a snack, really. Pork rinds, which I was assured would be good for diabetes and keto. A single serving, which isn't enough by the way, pushed blood sugar from 164 to 201... a bit excessive. However, after three hours, blood sugar is down to 132, my second lowest or close. Perhaps it isn't too wrong, maybe a snack needs to jack it to reset it? Perhaps that is normal? It will take time, experimenting, to get a better grasp. And, yet, even now, the results are very good.
Now for a real meal. Ribs heated, beans, and milk. I am quite hungry. I am handling hunger better though too. I believe, after food, I am going to crash. Sleep until the afternoon. In hopes of being ready to do some work later. Might go shopping this evening as well. I can't quite shove my day around the regular way, perhaps I can trapse around another way.
Later.
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After the firs test, I tested again, before eating. Just a snack, really. Pork rinds, which I was assured would be good for diabetes and keto. A single serving, which isn't enough by the way, pushed blood sugar from 164 to 201... a bit excessive. However, after three hours, blood sugar is down to 132, my second lowest or close. Perhaps it isn't too wrong, maybe a snack needs to jack it to reset it? Perhaps that is normal? It will take time, experimenting, to get a better grasp. And, yet, even now, the results are very good.
Now for a real meal. Ribs heated, beans, and milk. I am quite hungry. I am handling hunger better though too. I believe, after food, I am going to crash. Sleep until the afternoon. In hopes of being ready to do some work later. Might go shopping this evening as well. I can't quite shove my day around the regular way, perhaps I can trapse around another way.
Later.
A longer sleep.
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Ten hours, give or take. A good sleep. I let Sam in later on. I sometimes know I will be rolling a lot in order to get to sleep and stay that way. Cats like to sleep right near me. I thought I heard thunder. It sounds to be sprinkling from time to time, but it isn't chill. Oh, the boss was by. He mowed. Probably had at least three lawns to mow and little time, with weather forcing him to mow all before it rained again. We have had a lot of rain. That was the first nominally dry day in a bit. I get it.
Today? Still at laundry, dishes, sweeping the floors, kitchen and living room work, shopping, and paying utilities if I get out shopping. I may buy fresh asparagus if I see it. Very good grilled. I do need meat, but a few veggies, canned and fresh. I've liked putting veggies back in, loving corn, really enjoying the rest. And it is not a negative. Oh, and potatoes are fine, every other day or three. If I can find other unsweetened fruit, for variety, I'd gladly get some. I really thought, even unsweetened, peaches would bust blood sugars... not so much. Really missed those various items, and for a lie it seems. Some mild moderation is all, not carb Nazism.
Fasting blood sugar is higher, at 175. That is still a general trend lower. The second meal wasn't needed, pushed things. However, I need to eat to full on the one meal and find tolerable, by blood sugar, snacks. I'll be trying pork rinds, if celery and various nutbutters, if there has to be more. If there was something else. I tried the last bottle of kefir water, it seemed to jack the blood sugar by at least 50? I'll... be checking that several more times. That might just not be doable. Until I zero in foods and technique, if even then sometimes just because, the numbers are going to... vary. Weekly several day fasting will definitely help the trend. On the weekends. I'd still like to try a five day, even seven day, fast at some point. I know I can, if I can. I used to do without for weeks, if I slept most of the time. The difficulty may be that I can't sleep like that with improved health.
Good morning. Time to wake. Later.
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Ten hours, give or take. A good sleep. I let Sam in later on. I sometimes know I will be rolling a lot in order to get to sleep and stay that way. Cats like to sleep right near me. I thought I heard thunder. It sounds to be sprinkling from time to time, but it isn't chill. Oh, the boss was by. He mowed. Probably had at least three lawns to mow and little time, with weather forcing him to mow all before it rained again. We have had a lot of rain. That was the first nominally dry day in a bit. I get it.
Today? Still at laundry, dishes, sweeping the floors, kitchen and living room work, shopping, and paying utilities if I get out shopping. I may buy fresh asparagus if I see it. Very good grilled. I do need meat, but a few veggies, canned and fresh. I've liked putting veggies back in, loving corn, really enjoying the rest. And it is not a negative. Oh, and potatoes are fine, every other day or three. If I can find other unsweetened fruit, for variety, I'd gladly get some. I really thought, even unsweetened, peaches would bust blood sugars... not so much. Really missed those various items, and for a lie it seems. Some mild moderation is all, not carb Nazism.
Fasting blood sugar is higher, at 175. That is still a general trend lower. The second meal wasn't needed, pushed things. However, I need to eat to full on the one meal and find tolerable, by blood sugar, snacks. I'll be trying pork rinds, if celery and various nutbutters, if there has to be more. If there was something else. I tried the last bottle of kefir water, it seemed to jack the blood sugar by at least 50? I'll... be checking that several more times. That might just not be doable. Until I zero in foods and technique, if even then sometimes just because, the numbers are going to... vary. Weekly several day fasting will definitely help the trend. On the weekends. I'd still like to try a five day, even seven day, fast at some point. I know I can, if I can. I used to do without for weeks, if I slept most of the time. The difficulty may be that I can't sleep like that with improved health.
Good morning. Time to wake. Later.
Wednesday, May 16, 2018
As late as possible.
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Crashing, hard. It's just after 16:00. Didn't need the second meal, especially that late. I think I'll go one meal a day. A couple of bills paid. One more, utilities, next time I am out. I figured out why it seemed extra hot. The furnace was on. While that is cool on cold days it wasn't so hot on warm days. :p I can't turn it off for continued risk of late freezing, I can turn it way down.
I best hit it. Good night.
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Crashing, hard. It's just after 16:00. Didn't need the second meal, especially that late. I think I'll go one meal a day. A couple of bills paid. One more, utilities, next time I am out. I figured out why it seemed extra hot. The furnace was on. While that is cool on cold days it wasn't so hot on warm days. :p I can't turn it off for continued risk of late freezing, I can turn it way down.
I best hit it. Good night.
What a sun.
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It burns. I suppose it won't start as when it let off. Shouldn't. We need the heat, even fury, of that star to kick life out of the winter dark and cold. Did I mention fury? Just a bit out there was killer. I'll have to work at it. Still, a steak is due so I'll have to sneak out a bit more. I had to go to the post today. Two things I was expecting, one I was not. Only half the asparagus roots took. I put that in a review on Amazon, couldn't find a contact for the company. No contact, they just sent a new bunch. They'll get five and regaled.
I got a shower and cleaned the toilet and surrounds. I'm stuck on the rest. I am hoping to do more, and stay up to afternoon. Finish laundry, hit the dishes... might not be possible. Oh, bills and some paperwork. Ugh.
I ordered a landline phone device to put a stop to false calls. If I can get that to work, I will then quit the cellphone. Heard of it at AoSHQ. I'm hoping it works.
One of the items I was expecting was spices and herbs. While they do international, nothing I ordered was from China, or others on my list of untrusted. Trying some garlic and onion powder on the steak. Many spices and herbs, mostly Italian types, though some mixes (including... Italian). Oh, and catnip.
The steak is on. I let it salt ans spice for an hour. It should be right. Later.
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It burns. I suppose it won't start as when it let off. Shouldn't. We need the heat, even fury, of that star to kick life out of the winter dark and cold. Did I mention fury? Just a bit out there was killer. I'll have to work at it. Still, a steak is due so I'll have to sneak out a bit more. I had to go to the post today. Two things I was expecting, one I was not. Only half the asparagus roots took. I put that in a review on Amazon, couldn't find a contact for the company. No contact, they just sent a new bunch. They'll get five and regaled.
I got a shower and cleaned the toilet and surrounds. I'm stuck on the rest. I am hoping to do more, and stay up to afternoon. Finish laundry, hit the dishes... might not be possible. Oh, bills and some paperwork. Ugh.
I ordered a landline phone device to put a stop to false calls. If I can get that to work, I will then quit the cellphone. Heard of it at AoSHQ. I'm hoping it works.
One of the items I was expecting was spices and herbs. While they do international, nothing I ordered was from China, or others on my list of untrusted. Trying some garlic and onion powder on the steak. Many spices and herbs, mostly Italian types, though some mixes (including... Italian). Oh, and catnip.
The steak is on. I let it salt ans spice for an hour. It should be right. Later.
Probably all laundry.
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I had thought just two loads because I a burned out from folding. However, the remaining loads are small. I may not have enough wool or synthetics, though sometimes, if it seems right, I mix those two. If there is enough even so. I've turned over one load already. The grill is going. Pork ribs today, first meal. Peas or on. I'll have milk with the steak. A small steak later.
Premeal blood sugar is 121.
After 'lunch', I'll hit the dishes. Then the bathroom? Later.
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I had thought just two loads because I a burned out from folding. However, the remaining loads are small. I may not have enough wool or synthetics, though sometimes, if it seems right, I mix those two. If there is enough even so. I've turned over one load already. The grill is going. Pork ribs today, first meal. Peas or on. I'll have milk with the steak. A small steak later.
Premeal blood sugar is 121.
After 'lunch', I'll hit the dishes. Then the bathroom? Later.
A solid and plans.
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The solid first. Fasting blood sugar? 127! I was sure it was going to jack to the high hundreds, or on into two hundreds. The body just, well, isn't logical. It probably actually is, we just don't have even a majority of the constants and variables, less so for some. Denying what science can't see is denying blind spots. Only, I tell you the truth, there are more blind spots than even areas of seeming clarity. Befriend a scientist, then get him to look behind his eyes for you. Perhaps you don't have this skill? Anyway, you find fear. Because you realize he knows nothing, and fears all his work is ultimately wrong. And I'll also tell you this truth. His work is wrong.
That is whyfor engineers. They do. Scientists guess (wrongly). More so in these dark ages of blind modernity. They have butchered their art by implying it is functional.
Plans? Dishes, more laundry. Yes, I was seriously backed up, back to the last bedding change and further perhaps. This damnable wet cold spring put a kink in my can-do. If, in my devilish aspects, is okay too, sometimes. Dishes were nearly as bad. Which reminds me, disposable cups. It's the only way. A shave today, some bills, and another shower. I already pulled the bins back, this morning(my night). If I can, more kitchen and living room. Been doing parts of parts in both places... not much or whole, just some here and there. Hmm, bathroom before those, whole bathroom, down to mopping.
Well, so the plans go. I don't think the boss showed last night. I didn't hear him. When I woke and checked no one was here. Not sure what is happening. Hope I'm not getting him in trouble? Anyway...
Oh, and food. I may go with two small meals, one meat only, and in a four hour window. I want to let my blood sugar settle (usually lower) for the day, so two hours in, then test, then another couple hours in before eating. The last time I experimented with intermittent fasting, that was the method most efficacious... for me, ymmv. If I didn't have a reliable blood tester. It did work for ketosis, which I believe to be a reasonable proxy? And, I am currently in moderate to deep ketosis, if quite by happenstance. Definitely possibly proxy. :p Pork, steak, and lamb to choose from. Peas, asparagus, and green beans (canned), unless maybe the cabbage is still good? Milk, but only for one meal a day, if up to two quarts. Yum.
Well, on to waking. I will put a load of laundry in, fluff the load in the dryer, start at least that. Just those two loads today. Then just wake until I can hit the dishes and bathroom. Later.
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Blood sugar rose to 135, after being awake for three hours. Go figure. Though... perhaps that is actually normal? I do wonder how often my body does... very strange things. Illness or just because, something about this meat suit seems different if medical and scientific studies, or observations, are to be believed at all. I'll find out in time, maybe. I'll test before I eat in a few more hours. Still, I'll take even that number. Oh, and weight is 255. I'll take that as well. If 240 is my ultimate (middle really) goal, breaking 260 has been difficult. So I am well pleased.
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The solid first. Fasting blood sugar? 127! I was sure it was going to jack to the high hundreds, or on into two hundreds. The body just, well, isn't logical. It probably actually is, we just don't have even a majority of the constants and variables, less so for some. Denying what science can't see is denying blind spots. Only, I tell you the truth, there are more blind spots than even areas of seeming clarity. Befriend a scientist, then get him to look behind his eyes for you. Perhaps you don't have this skill? Anyway, you find fear. Because you realize he knows nothing, and fears all his work is ultimately wrong. And I'll also tell you this truth. His work is wrong.
That is whyfor engineers. They do. Scientists guess (wrongly). More so in these dark ages of blind modernity. They have butchered their art by implying it is functional.
Plans? Dishes, more laundry. Yes, I was seriously backed up, back to the last bedding change and further perhaps. This damnable wet cold spring put a kink in my can-do. If, in my devilish aspects, is okay too, sometimes. Dishes were nearly as bad. Which reminds me, disposable cups. It's the only way. A shave today, some bills, and another shower. I already pulled the bins back, this morning(my night). If I can, more kitchen and living room. Been doing parts of parts in both places... not much or whole, just some here and there. Hmm, bathroom before those, whole bathroom, down to mopping.
Well, so the plans go. I don't think the boss showed last night. I didn't hear him. When I woke and checked no one was here. Not sure what is happening. Hope I'm not getting him in trouble? Anyway...
Oh, and food. I may go with two small meals, one meat only, and in a four hour window. I want to let my blood sugar settle (usually lower) for the day, so two hours in, then test, then another couple hours in before eating. The last time I experimented with intermittent fasting, that was the method most efficacious... for me, ymmv. If I didn't have a reliable blood tester. It did work for ketosis, which I believe to be a reasonable proxy? And, I am currently in moderate to deep ketosis, if quite by happenstance. Definitely possibly proxy. :p Pork, steak, and lamb to choose from. Peas, asparagus, and green beans (canned), unless maybe the cabbage is still good? Milk, but only for one meal a day, if up to two quarts. Yum.
Well, on to waking. I will put a load of laundry in, fluff the load in the dryer, start at least that. Just those two loads today. Then just wake until I can hit the dishes and bathroom. Later.
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Blood sugar rose to 135, after being awake for three hours. Go figure. Though... perhaps that is actually normal? I do wonder how often my body does... very strange things. Illness or just because, something about this meat suit seems different if medical and scientific studies, or observations, are to be believed at all. I'll find out in time, maybe. I'll test before I eat in a few more hours. Still, I'll take even that number. Oh, and weight is 255. I'll take that as well. If 240 is my ultimate (middle really) goal, breaking 260 has been difficult. So I am well pleased.
Tuesday, May 15, 2018
Everything except a shave, and some.
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I was moving so slowly I ended up doing two loads of laundry. Showering. Just couldn't do a shave. Oh, just for giggles I decided to do a final blood sugar test. 104! I can't be unhappy with that. If I have the right tools I can get there on my own. Crazy. How long have I been working it? A week? Certainly not two. It was around 330. Yeah. Gotta sell the junk, don't dare just say "Watch your piehole, and no pie". Oh, and don't you dare eat meat especially red meat, and absolutely not fatty red meat! Do. It. Myself.
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I was moving so slowly I ended up doing two loads of laundry. Showering. Just couldn't do a shave. Oh, just for giggles I decided to do a final blood sugar test. 104! I can't be unhappy with that. If I have the right tools I can get there on my own. Crazy. How long have I been working it? A week? Certainly not two. It was around 330. Yeah. Gotta sell the junk, don't dare just say "Watch your piehole, and no pie". Oh, and don't you dare eat meat especially red meat, and absolutely not fatty red meat! Do. It. Myself.
Food, little else.
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Steak, an incher, green beans whole can with a Doom sized dab of butter, half a can of unsweetened peaches with double the cottage cheese, and tea. I took a premeal read. It was 120. After a couple hours, almost two, it reads 150. I'll take that. A load of laundry will be folded and a shower and shave. It was 30... 3, 5, or 7... I think 33 F this morning. Crazy for May.
I'd better hurry. Want to wake when the boss arrives. Good morning, night, and day.
Memories? Mine?
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Steak, an incher, green beans whole can with a Doom sized dab of butter, half a can of unsweetened peaches with double the cottage cheese, and tea. I took a premeal read. It was 120. After a couple hours, almost two, it reads 150. I'll take that. A load of laundry will be folded and a shower and shave. It was 30... 3, 5, or 7... I think 33 F this morning. Crazy for May.
I'd better hurry. Want to wake when the boss arrives. Good morning, night, and day.
Memories? Mine?
Not much.
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Well. Steak and ribs thawing. A pot of tea brewed. A load of laundry folded. I'll fluff the load in the dryer then switch those after this. Then, maybe, do what dishes are ready. If a steak thaws, I may eat one. Blood sugar was 155 a bit ago. It seems cooler than readings, a heads up that the body isn't up to snuff. No guff, going into a third day of fasting.
I'll get the laundry going. If I can, a shower, as well as getting a shave in this time? Yeah. I'll put the folded up, hang the rest, too. Later.
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Well. Steak and ribs thawing. A pot of tea brewed. A load of laundry folded. I'll fluff the load in the dryer then switch those after this. Then, maybe, do what dishes are ready. If a steak thaws, I may eat one. Blood sugar was 155 a bit ago. It seems cooler than readings, a heads up that the body isn't up to snuff. No guff, going into a third day of fasting.
I'll get the laundry going. If I can, a shower, as well as getting a shave in this time? Yeah. I'll put the folded up, hang the rest, too. Later.
Monday, May 14, 2018
Awake.
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Right. It feels more like I stepped out of my tomb again than I stepped out of my bedroom. No, don't get me wrong, I feel good. It is just that sleep was so... absolute. There wasn't day, night, hot, cold, the world, or even a little bit of me sensed in any way. Nothing. And yet I can tell, from a previously made bed, I rolled like a bull in a summer waterhole. I am well rested. Bedtime was at or a bit after 10:30, I just woke at 20:30 and change. Fasting blood sugar is 177. The middle read last night was 145, and the final read was 136. Very good. Getting somewhere.
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Right. It feels more like I stepped out of my tomb again than I stepped out of my bedroom. No, don't get me wrong, I feel good. It is just that sleep was so... absolute. There wasn't day, night, hot, cold, the world, or even a little bit of me sensed in any way. Nothing. And yet I can tell, from a previously made bed, I rolled like a bull in a summer waterhole. I am well rested. Bedtime was at or a bit after 10:30, I just woke at 20:30 and change. Fasting blood sugar is 177. The middle read last night was 145, and the final read was 136. Very good. Getting somewhere.
Suffering pays.
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Hunger had seemed to leave. It hit two or three times yesterday, mildly. Today it is hitting me often, like a solid punch to the gut. Blood sugar just read 145. I can gladly suffer for that trend of result. I am pretty sure, if I can get it into the 80 to 120 range, I can learn to medicate with food. Check every few hours or when something is off. I've become clean from diabetes at least twice before, which means keeping A1C's well within the normal range for a year, usually more as docs hate surrendering a diagnosis, even the ones on your side. Doubting damn Thomas'.
Trash! Almost forgot. It was 4:38 before I got to it. Done, and cleared the reefer of some yuck. Nothing else, so far. A nap would be good. I just can't sleep. It was chill, more rain as well. It was around 32 F. Even with the house at 72, after going out, it's as if it's 66 in here. That wet spring chill is frigid in the way deep winter can't quite compare.
I should be able to do some more work tonight. Probably. Please? Later.
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Hunger had seemed to leave. It hit two or three times yesterday, mildly. Today it is hitting me often, like a solid punch to the gut. Blood sugar just read 145. I can gladly suffer for that trend of result. I am pretty sure, if I can get it into the 80 to 120 range, I can learn to medicate with food. Check every few hours or when something is off. I've become clean from diabetes at least twice before, which means keeping A1C's well within the normal range for a year, usually more as docs hate surrendering a diagnosis, even the ones on your side. Doubting damn Thomas'.
Trash! Almost forgot. It was 4:38 before I got to it. Done, and cleared the reefer of some yuck. Nothing else, so far. A nap would be good. I just can't sleep. It was chill, more rain as well. It was around 32 F. Even with the house at 72, after going out, it's as if it's 66 in here. That wet spring chill is frigid in the way deep winter can't quite compare.
I should be able to do some more work tonight. Probably. Please? Later.
Sunday, May 13, 2018
Yeah, there is that.
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I'm a bad boy. While finally getting to managing diabetes I forgot about the rest. Just kept on doing what I wasn't doing. I wasn't taking medicine. I got held up with potassium, then finding vitamins, then... it all just timed out of memory. It's probably a good thing I am not a fragile dead man walking. Still, back to the grindstone. I've got several days of potassium and all left. I'll use that, look for vitamins and replace the potassium as side not main quests. Quests? Whatever gets the dogs barking, innit.
Lots of sleep, or so it seemed. Gathering what feeble wits are mine to muster, then using those to account downtime, it was between six and seven hours. Short, but I didn't wake for anything. Most nights, say 99.9-100% for the last five years, since the water pill, going at night has become customary. Usually four to six times, if lately often down to two or three... massages, pedicures, and working, all help open channels so I drain better in the day. Huh? You seemed to be dozing. :p Or was that me?
Today? I've already started! Soaking dishes were given some rubba-dub, then their soak redone. A fresh load of laundry was set, the load in the dryer given a refresh. Actually a few other bits and parts were kicked out, if... I am not awake enough to quite recall. Heck yeah, I'm on things. I just have to make sure trash and recycling are put out, 4:00 is about as far into the morning as I dare. Beside thinking of other things to go, and moving slow, it... better before that time.
Resting blood sugar is 196. Not great, but it is resting. I was hoping for better. Pretty small improvement after a day without food. Then again, something jaggered it a lot higher a few days ago. I am in recovery mode just from that. On the good side, from experience thus far, there is a 90% probability the rest of the readings will be lower. What amazes me about fasting? The way the hands will try to sneak food around the will. Ever had a pet steal food? How stealthy, how smooth, even right before your eyes, looking directly at you, into your eyes, and yet you don't see, believe, until your sandwich or whatnot is gone? Right. I really have to watch. Sneaky bastage.
Well, tea, reading, music. Then back to it when I am awakerish(tm).
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I'm a bad boy. While finally getting to managing diabetes I forgot about the rest. Just kept on doing what I wasn't doing. I wasn't taking medicine. I got held up with potassium, then finding vitamins, then... it all just timed out of memory. It's probably a good thing I am not a fragile dead man walking. Still, back to the grindstone. I've got several days of potassium and all left. I'll use that, look for vitamins and replace the potassium as side not main quests. Quests? Whatever gets the dogs barking, innit.
Lots of sleep, or so it seemed. Gathering what feeble wits are mine to muster, then using those to account downtime, it was between six and seven hours. Short, but I didn't wake for anything. Most nights, say 99.9-100% for the last five years, since the water pill, going at night has become customary. Usually four to six times, if lately often down to two or three... massages, pedicures, and working, all help open channels so I drain better in the day. Huh? You seemed to be dozing. :p Or was that me?
Today? I've already started! Soaking dishes were given some rubba-dub, then their soak redone. A fresh load of laundry was set, the load in the dryer given a refresh. Actually a few other bits and parts were kicked out, if... I am not awake enough to quite recall. Heck yeah, I'm on things. I just have to make sure trash and recycling are put out, 4:00 is about as far into the morning as I dare. Beside thinking of other things to go, and moving slow, it... better before that time.
Resting blood sugar is 196. Not great, but it is resting. I was hoping for better. Pretty small improvement after a day without food. Then again, something jaggered it a lot higher a few days ago. I am in recovery mode just from that. On the good side, from experience thus far, there is a 90% probability the rest of the readings will be lower. What amazes me about fasting? The way the hands will try to sneak food around the will. Ever had a pet steal food? How stealthy, how smooth, even right before your eyes, looking directly at you, into your eyes, and yet you don't see, believe, until your sandwich or whatnot is gone? Right. I really have to watch. Sneaky bastage.
Well, tea, reading, music. Then back to it when I am awakerish(tm).
Simply couldn't do more.
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I will put the laundry in the dryer. I won't fold what I take out of the dryer. I will set it out for tomorrow "morning". Blood sugar has stabilized. Starting at 260, it dropped to 185, then just now 184. I am curious what the next days will show. Tomorrow I hope to only do three readings, morning, noon, and bedtime. If I maintain the fast, the same deal the day after. The goal is a three day fast. May need aspirin.
I did kick some of it out. Not perfect, not bad. I am pushing my day back around, it's 15:00. Partly cloudy, or mostly sunny? Yes. Still seems cool, if that won't last if the sun is returning. Did I mention it was down to 34 F last night? Either rather later or earlier, a bit before or after midnight.
I've got to switch the laundry, gulp aspirin, and hit it. Good night.
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I will put the laundry in the dryer. I won't fold what I take out of the dryer. I will set it out for tomorrow "morning". Blood sugar has stabilized. Starting at 260, it dropped to 185, then just now 184. I am curious what the next days will show. Tomorrow I hope to only do three readings, morning, noon, and bedtime. If I maintain the fast, the same deal the day after. The goal is a three day fast. May need aspirin.
I did kick some of it out. Not perfect, not bad. I am pushing my day back around, it's 15:00. Partly cloudy, or mostly sunny? Yes. Still seems cool, if that won't last if the sun is returning. Did I mention it was down to 34 F last night? Either rather later or earlier, a bit before or after midnight.
I've got to switch the laundry, gulp aspirin, and hit it. Good night.
Slow but advancing.
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Laundry was put away or hung. The load in the dryer required more time. I hate when that happens. Dishes were done and put up. A good two plus loads are soaking. Trash is mostly gathered, just need to check a few side trash containers. Hunger has let up. I may shave and shower shortly, since the washing machine isn't using the hot water. Not sure how much more I can do. That is truly a question, not a doubt or negative.
I am hoping to at least give the dishes a wash. That might be enough or not. If not they will simply be reset to soak. I won't do more than put what was washing into the dryer, letting it run, and maybe fold what I take out of the dryer. Bathroom? I might clean while showering. It isn't that much extra. I think so.
I did call my mother. Doubted she would answer, preferred she not. Just wanted to wish her a happy Mother's Day. Told her not to bother calling back. I get it. Seriously, no fuss or muss. She gets very little time with her only known grandchildren. I swear, that is truly the only reason, as it turns out, that parents have children. Uhrm. At least once they know not just how to dance, but why... the costs and results.
I'd better goof a bit, to rest, in order to dig back in. Later.
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Laundry was put away or hung. The load in the dryer required more time. I hate when that happens. Dishes were done and put up. A good two plus loads are soaking. Trash is mostly gathered, just need to check a few side trash containers. Hunger has let up. I may shave and shower shortly, since the washing machine isn't using the hot water. Not sure how much more I can do. That is truly a question, not a doubt or negative.
I am hoping to at least give the dishes a wash. That might be enough or not. If not they will simply be reset to soak. I won't do more than put what was washing into the dryer, letting it run, and maybe fold what I take out of the dryer. Bathroom? I might clean while showering. It isn't that much extra. I think so.
I did call my mother. Doubted she would answer, preferred she not. Just wanted to wish her a happy Mother's Day. Told her not to bother calling back. I get it. Seriously, no fuss or muss. She gets very little time with her only known grandchildren. I swear, that is truly the only reason, as it turns out, that parents have children. Uhrm. At least once they know not just how to dance, but why... the costs and results.
I'd better goof a bit, to rest, in order to dig back in. Later.
Finally getting to it.
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First the dishes. They came clean so they are rinsing. Then laundry was cycled, the load from the dryer is nearly done. A few shirts to hang, the rest to be put up. Recycling has been taken out. Something was leaking so it got double bagged. I'll do the dishes shortly, then some cleaning in the bathroom, perhaps get the trash collected and perhaps out as well. Then I'll sit until the washer finishes, shower and shave, then put one more load through the wash. More dishes? I'll set another load or two soaking. Not sure if I'll get to those today.
Fasting today at least. It is difficult. I guess that is why it is good for body and soul. Blood sugar started at 260, dropped to 207, and checked a bit ago was 197. Pretty poor showing. I'll check one more time before bedtime, whenever that is, if I remember. It is good to have a meter again, with strips that work. Not sure if the V.A. was messing with me, or if they just blew it three times in a row. They were trying to force me onto insulin. To the point of trying to get my driver license stripped. Didn't want me improving on my own, showing that my diabetes never dipped (the real risk for diabetics and driving), or generally using the device to learn. I'll give them a chance again, after these run out, but I now have a reliable source if they screw around again.
It looks like the storm might be breaking. We have had a lot of rain. If they somehow fumble all this away? That, too, can be fixed. Keep goofing, leaving citizens flat while double dealing on local water, and there will be problems. Flooding for the next decade might be in order. Wash away the infrastructure used to pilfer while at it. *grumbles* Oh, it could happen.
I best get on to things. It isn't all that much, and the engine has warmed. Good morning and day. Oh, get to church. If you do, say a prayer for me? Thanks.
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First the dishes. They came clean so they are rinsing. Then laundry was cycled, the load from the dryer is nearly done. A few shirts to hang, the rest to be put up. Recycling has been taken out. Something was leaking so it got double bagged. I'll do the dishes shortly, then some cleaning in the bathroom, perhaps get the trash collected and perhaps out as well. Then I'll sit until the washer finishes, shower and shave, then put one more load through the wash. More dishes? I'll set another load or two soaking. Not sure if I'll get to those today.
Fasting today at least. It is difficult. I guess that is why it is good for body and soul. Blood sugar started at 260, dropped to 207, and checked a bit ago was 197. Pretty poor showing. I'll check one more time before bedtime, whenever that is, if I remember. It is good to have a meter again, with strips that work. Not sure if the V.A. was messing with me, or if they just blew it three times in a row. They were trying to force me onto insulin. To the point of trying to get my driver license stripped. Didn't want me improving on my own, showing that my diabetes never dipped (the real risk for diabetics and driving), or generally using the device to learn. I'll give them a chance again, after these run out, but I now have a reliable source if they screw around again.
It looks like the storm might be breaking. We have had a lot of rain. If they somehow fumble all this away? That, too, can be fixed. Keep goofing, leaving citizens flat while double dealing on local water, and there will be problems. Flooding for the next decade might be in order. Wash away the infrastructure used to pilfer while at it. *grumbles* Oh, it could happen.
I best get on to things. It isn't all that much, and the engine has warmed. Good morning and day. Oh, get to church. If you do, say a prayer for me? Thanks.
Saturday, May 12, 2018
Nothing else was done.
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I went down hard, slept long. I woke a few times. Rolling and fussing, but in a good way. My body fought for the sleep and comfort it needed, and got it. Ten to twelve hours down. I feel better for it. Dreams. A dream. A pop answers it, if they keep using the secular cover art. I know where and how to find my preferred art now. Very strange that they do that. One more struggle. The thing is, how do things populate with my dreams and which side insists on the secular, or for me? I don't trust any of the bastards, and women even less.
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I went down hard, slept long. I woke a few times. Rolling and fussing, but in a good way. My body fought for the sleep and comfort it needed, and got it. Ten to twelve hours down. I feel better for it. Dreams. A dream. A pop answers it, if they keep using the secular cover art. I know where and how to find my preferred art now. Very strange that they do that. One more struggle. The thing is, how do things populate with my dreams and which side insists on the secular, or for me? I don't trust any of the bastards, and women even less.
Ah, found at least part of the problem.
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Warmth is required currently. It has been raining and quite cold lately. It was 38 F last I checked. If it has changed I would wager, were I a betting man, that it would go colder. The thermostat, which I just reset, slipped to nearly off. Had to think... right... requires the hold to be set or to be programmed. Hold is now on, if it needs a bit to warm. Ugh.
Hmm. It was at 70, but that just wasn't enough. Here's to 72. I need warmth with the cold and aches. Dishes are reset, dinner is going, laundry is getting a fluff, and I have been working on boxes. After the next wash, a shave and shower. I am sure I will clear the dishes soaking, and three loads of laundry, two already at some stage. I am pretty sure about a shower and shave. As well, I think trash and recycling will be collected and set to go. More dishes and laundry? Bathroom cleaning? More boxes?
I'll get a good bit, even if none of the extras. Any of that will just be grand plusses. Not as good as l-'s, but it'll do. Steak is almost ready. Oh, blood sugar was 240 fasting, 301 several hours up without food, then 207 after peanuts and tea, and 234 several hours after all. Hmm. Whatever. Bleh.
Steak!
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Warmth is required currently. It has been raining and quite cold lately. It was 38 F last I checked. If it has changed I would wager, were I a betting man, that it would go colder. The thermostat, which I just reset, slipped to nearly off. Had to think... right... requires the hold to be set or to be programmed. Hold is now on, if it needs a bit to warm. Ugh.
Hmm. It was at 70, but that just wasn't enough. Here's to 72. I need warmth with the cold and aches. Dishes are reset, dinner is going, laundry is getting a fluff, and I have been working on boxes. After the next wash, a shave and shower. I am sure I will clear the dishes soaking, and three loads of laundry, two already at some stage. I am pretty sure about a shower and shave. As well, I think trash and recycling will be collected and set to go. More dishes and laundry? Bathroom cleaning? More boxes?
I'll get a good bit, even if none of the extras. Any of that will just be grand plusses. Not as good as l-'s, but it'll do. Steak is almost ready. Oh, blood sugar was 240 fasting, 301 several hours up without food, then 207 after peanuts and tea, and 234 several hours after all. Hmm. Whatever. Bleh.
Steak!
What is it I see?
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A maybe. Such things. Would rather be able to close my eyes and stop seeing.
Even when I despise the targets, I'd not wish this on them.
Friday, May 11, 2018
How, why?
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It hurts almost everywhere. Muscle groupings, forward thighs, calves, lower back, biceps triceps, others, and unnameable areas between. I have no idea why. Have I been so sedentary, along with the recent chill, that any work would get me? Have I been doing just enough, for long enough, that along with the cold, again, I am susceptible to quick muscular exhaustion and ache?
So long as it is muscles I don't care. Did I mention both sides of my lower rib cage, forward... sure reminds me of when I would do hundreds, pushing near a thousand setups. Yes, you can. But it would cost you. A misery, currently, but one I definitely love. Unless I am mistaken, this can only be good. There are pains... ouch, my left thumb!?!... you must endure in faith and hope, then there is pain which offers great returns. This, unless I am horribly mistaken, is the latter. I have missed this sort of thing. Now to add swimming to the menu.
It may simply be from working while my body isn't ready? That might be much more taxing than simple calculations would indicate, especially for me. Whatever the case, as with the pains of massages, my goal is to relax into the pain. It's how I learned to do long ago. That pain (and what brings it), and right breathing, brings all of strength and endurance. - Teh Management
I slept long. Could not wake, except to pee. Up around 18:30, so between eight and nine hours down. Yes, I set the alarm. Tried to work with it, failed. So much for a nap, but I gave the notion a solid effort. I will do more work today, if I won't push, or try to lag. A nice medium pace as able. More dishes, laundry, a shave and maybe a shower, and managing boxes and clutter. It is good to work through mechanical pain. It's the best way to untie the knots.
But first, to wake up. Resting blood sugar was 240.
Later.
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It hurts almost everywhere. Muscle groupings, forward thighs, calves, lower back, biceps triceps, others, and unnameable areas between. I have no idea why. Have I been so sedentary, along with the recent chill, that any work would get me? Have I been doing just enough, for long enough, that along with the cold, again, I am susceptible to quick muscular exhaustion and ache?
So long as it is muscles I don't care. Did I mention both sides of my lower rib cage, forward... sure reminds me of when I would do hundreds, pushing near a thousand setups. Yes, you can. But it would cost you. A misery, currently, but one I definitely love. Unless I am mistaken, this can only be good. There are pains... ouch, my left thumb!?!... you must endure in faith and hope, then there is pain which offers great returns. This, unless I am horribly mistaken, is the latter. I have missed this sort of thing. Now to add swimming to the menu.
It may simply be from working while my body isn't ready? That might be much more taxing than simple calculations would indicate, especially for me. Whatever the case, as with the pains of massages, my goal is to relax into the pain. It's how I learned to do long ago. That pain (and what brings it), and right breathing, brings all of strength and endurance. - Teh Management
I slept long. Could not wake, except to pee. Up around 18:30, so between eight and nine hours down. Yes, I set the alarm. Tried to work with it, failed. So much for a nap, but I gave the notion a solid effort. I will do more work today, if I won't push, or try to lag. A nice medium pace as able. More dishes, laundry, a shave and maybe a shower, and managing boxes and clutter. It is good to work through mechanical pain. It's the best way to untie the knots.
But first, to wake up. Resting blood sugar was 240.
Later.
Cold. Raining.
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I had to close shop, windows anyway. It dropped into the 40's and that rain will sap the life from you. I had to step into it. No surprise this time if it is even colder. Snow on the way? Seriously? Yeah. I may turn the heat on, it is getting pretty chilly.
I keep thinking I hear Sassy meowing. But no matter were I go, it is very far out of range, and as if she was in a container. I've been hearing that for several days now. In spite of my suspicions, I go and seek, futilely, anyway. Indoors or out, it sounds the same. Never do I seem to get closer. Then it just stops. It is why I am almost sure she is dead. She isn't the first dead, even pet, to... contact me. Though, maybe she...
A bite to eat, now on to bed. Just a nap. I'll set the alarm for three hours, if I hope, plan, to be up before that. Sleep is going to be off and odd for numerous reasons. I'll do what I can. Burrrrr! It really is cold. And the rain froze even my frigid blood.
When I wake, back to it. All indoor work for obvious reasons. If it dries, I'll get out and process the wood. And if the ground dries, I'll transplant the horseradish. Life is good. Later.
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I had to close shop, windows anyway. It dropped into the 40's and that rain will sap the life from you. I had to step into it. No surprise this time if it is even colder. Snow on the way? Seriously? Yeah. I may turn the heat on, it is getting pretty chilly.
I keep thinking I hear Sassy meowing. But no matter were I go, it is very far out of range, and as if she was in a container. I've been hearing that for several days now. In spite of my suspicions, I go and seek, futilely, anyway. Indoors or out, it sounds the same. Never do I seem to get closer. Then it just stops. It is why I am almost sure she is dead. She isn't the first dead, even pet, to... contact me. Though, maybe she...
A bite to eat, now on to bed. Just a nap. I'll set the alarm for three hours, if I hope, plan, to be up before that. Sleep is going to be off and odd for numerous reasons. I'll do what I can. Burrrrr! It really is cold. And the rain froze even my frigid blood.
When I wake, back to it. All indoor work for obvious reasons. If it dries, I'll get out and process the wood. And if the ground dries, I'll transplant the horseradish. Life is good. Later.
Awake, but early or late?
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Either way, it is nearly 2:30. I went to bed a bit before or after 21:00 or 21:30. Oh, I looked, but have no recall. I remember hearing it, being told, it was nearing one of those times. I crashed pretty much immediately after. As well, just as I was waking the harsh headache was just lifting, mostly. I love when that happens. No aspirin before bed, either. Should have, can't always think through the pain. May take some now.
Rested, mostly. Some sort of internal termoil, been an issue for days. I actually suspect that is probably a good thing. Huh? It feels like when I would kill it on setups, back when I could. Muscles in the midsection getting used to the point of growth. Guess what a lot of bending to plant, or pick up branches, or work on other things will do. Right. It will act functionally as a setup. So all good. Yeah, I was worried the first few days, until it "got worse" the next, and each subsequent, work day. Why the quotes? Because pain from effort or exercise is a good, in my book. That is supposed to happen, and healing from or into it will lead to greater strength and maybe endurance. If, in this case, it has odd extra effects, being in the midsection.
I am not sure it is a true fasting blood sugar read. It is as close as can be had today. It is 198. Not a great improvement, just a bit, and still trending. I'll take it.
A good start to a better day. I can take my time waking, yet have a seriously solid opportunity at work. Dishes, laundry, into the kitchen, into the living room, a shave, a shower, who knows. I will dig in though, and probably tomorrow. I want things done so I can properly take Sunday off. If I can't get to church yet, perhaps the readings of the day and contemplation of those. Perhaps I could find a recorded mass.
I found one of the rosaries, one of the blessed ones. But... I found it in one of the first, and tenth, and thirtieth places I looked... my bible sachel. Yeah, I look in 'circles', coming back through. Not that I thought it was in with the bible, I know where it was, with the Catholic book, Becoming Christ or such, which remains missing, as does my other blessed rosary. At least I can begin saying the rosary again. I can hear Satan lamenting my willful ways even now, and it is heaven to my ears.
Sassy remains missing. At this time, presumed kia. It didn't hit me, because I was avoiding thinking about it, when Sam started acting so forlorn. Looking everywhere, including trying to find her kittens again. I had almost believed that Sam didn't like Sas. She does, and is missing her terribly. I... just think, this time, she is gone. Recent events acted as omen or threat. It's been a week? Perhaps... hope is thin. Having a cat yeowling and searching, and coming to me with that hollow look... at least I'm not the only one.
I best get to my day. Later.
Hmm. Mood music.
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Either way, it is nearly 2:30. I went to bed a bit before or after 21:00 or 21:30. Oh, I looked, but have no recall. I remember hearing it, being told, it was nearing one of those times. I crashed pretty much immediately after. As well, just as I was waking the harsh headache was just lifting, mostly. I love when that happens. No aspirin before bed, either. Should have, can't always think through the pain. May take some now.
Rested, mostly. Some sort of internal termoil, been an issue for days. I actually suspect that is probably a good thing. Huh? It feels like when I would kill it on setups, back when I could. Muscles in the midsection getting used to the point of growth. Guess what a lot of bending to plant, or pick up branches, or work on other things will do. Right. It will act functionally as a setup. So all good. Yeah, I was worried the first few days, until it "got worse" the next, and each subsequent, work day. Why the quotes? Because pain from effort or exercise is a good, in my book. That is supposed to happen, and healing from or into it will lead to greater strength and maybe endurance. If, in this case, it has odd extra effects, being in the midsection.
I am not sure it is a true fasting blood sugar read. It is as close as can be had today. It is 198. Not a great improvement, just a bit, and still trending. I'll take it.
A good start to a better day. I can take my time waking, yet have a seriously solid opportunity at work. Dishes, laundry, into the kitchen, into the living room, a shave, a shower, who knows. I will dig in though, and probably tomorrow. I want things done so I can properly take Sunday off. If I can't get to church yet, perhaps the readings of the day and contemplation of those. Perhaps I could find a recorded mass.
I found one of the rosaries, one of the blessed ones. But... I found it in one of the first, and tenth, and thirtieth places I looked... my bible sachel. Yeah, I look in 'circles', coming back through. Not that I thought it was in with the bible, I know where it was, with the Catholic book, Becoming Christ or such, which remains missing, as does my other blessed rosary. At least I can begin saying the rosary again. I can hear Satan lamenting my willful ways even now, and it is heaven to my ears.
Sassy remains missing. At this time, presumed kia. It didn't hit me, because I was avoiding thinking about it, when Sam started acting so forlorn. Looking everywhere, including trying to find her kittens again. I had almost believed that Sam didn't like Sas. She does, and is missing her terribly. I... just think, this time, she is gone. Recent events acted as omen or threat. It's been a week? Perhaps... hope is thin. Having a cat yeowling and searching, and coming to me with that hollow look... at least I'm not the only one.
I best get to my day. Later.
Hmm. Mood music.
Thursday, May 10, 2018
A long nap.
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Close enough. Waking was rough. Back to branches. A bush was trimmed well, a couple of trees were taken out... Too close to the garage, but not easily visible until shrubs were reduced. The air compressor was also fixed, and works well. The old part was obviously defective. Still, I would like to see if it can be made to function. If nothing else, I can take it in to locate parts to move the drain out from under the tank.
Then steak. It is the way to go. He did eat more if not quite all of it. He doesn't eat the fat though. I don't care, mostly. Just a bit of food competition.
I have a serious headache from too little sleep. Back to bed. Good night, again.
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Close enough. Waking was rough. Back to branches. A bush was trimmed well, a couple of trees were taken out... Too close to the garage, but not easily visible until shrubs were reduced. The air compressor was also fixed, and works well. The old part was obviously defective. Still, I would like to see if it can be made to function. If nothing else, I can take it in to locate parts to move the drain out from under the tank.
Then steak. It is the way to go. He did eat more if not quite all of it. He doesn't eat the fat though. I don't care, mostly. Just a bit of food competition.
I have a serious headache from too little sleep. Back to bed. Good night, again.
Daily tally.
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Or finals, actually. The soaking dishes were finished, two loads were set to soak. Done there for now. Laundry... The load dried was finished, the drying load needed more time, the load in the wash will go into the dryer shortly. More folding? Maybe. A shower was taken. I am hoping to fold/hang laundry. I have a lot of laundry left to do. Oh, and I did sort several boxes in the living room.
Blood sugar at 9:00ish was 209. It is now 229 (13:30). I suppose blood sugars wobble? No food eaten in there.
Good. Not all I wanted. Probably more than I should have expected. Tired. Might only get a nap? Best just go down, after switching laundry loads. Yeah. Good day.
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Or finals, actually. The soaking dishes were finished, two loads were set to soak. Done there for now. Laundry... The load dried was finished, the drying load needed more time, the load in the wash will go into the dryer shortly. More folding? Maybe. A shower was taken. I am hoping to fold/hang laundry. I have a lot of laundry left to do. Oh, and I did sort several boxes in the living room.
Blood sugar at 9:00ish was 209. It is now 229 (13:30). I suppose blood sugars wobble? No food eaten in there.
Good. Not all I wanted. Probably more than I should have expected. Tired. Might only get a nap? Best just go down, after switching laundry loads. Yeah. Good day.
Why update?
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It keeps me going. I am falling asleep. I want to do more. This helps.
I reset dishes. The water got cold. I did change bedding, then took the old sheets and all to the laundry room, set a load drying, then set a load to wash but stopped it. I want to shower first. I am folding clothes, and will hang some shortly. Not sure the living room will get work though. Just too late already and moving too slow.
My mother called. All good. Just lost track of her phone. As well, a cousin is staying at her place, so deliveries won't be a problem. She is pleased as punch to watch her granddaughters grow up. There is just something to that. It's a parent's real hope. It's the return on investment. I won't call again while she is there. Her time is short, busy, I'll let her alone to it. It is pleasing to note the heartbreak in the joy. The better aches of life.
I'd better shower, start the next load, finish dishes then soak another load, then handle dried laundry more. Then to bed. Good night, and day, in advance.
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It keeps me going. I am falling asleep. I want to do more. This helps.
I reset dishes. The water got cold. I did change bedding, then took the old sheets and all to the laundry room, set a load drying, then set a load to wash but stopped it. I want to shower first. I am folding clothes, and will hang some shortly. Not sure the living room will get work though. Just too late already and moving too slow.
My mother called. All good. Just lost track of her phone. As well, a cousin is staying at her place, so deliveries won't be a problem. She is pleased as punch to watch her granddaughters grow up. There is just something to that. It's a parent's real hope. It's the return on investment. I won't call again while she is there. Her time is short, busy, I'll let her alone to it. It is pleasing to note the heartbreak in the joy. The better aches of life.
I'd better shower, start the next load, finish dishes then soak another load, then handle dried laundry more. Then to bed. Good night, and day, in advance.
Bits and parts.
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I am not moving at a solid pace. A part here, some there, moving along. I am not sure if I'll put a second load of laundry through. If I do, it might end up just to the dryer. I'll fold one load shortly, deciding at that point. A load of dishes has been washed, is rinsing. The dry stuff has been put away. Supper has been eaten. Blood sugar is 209. A really small meal hike (compared to my recent reading sets).
I have windows open. A perfect day to clear the place. I will change the sheets before heading back to the washroom, which leads to another task, a shower. Fresh sheets deserve that extra step. Well, then I'll need to stay awake in order to fully dry off. I best get to things or I'll just crash.
Again, later or good night, and day.
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I am not moving at a solid pace. A part here, some there, moving along. I am not sure if I'll put a second load of laundry through. If I do, it might end up just to the dryer. I'll fold one load shortly, deciding at that point. A load of dishes has been washed, is rinsing. The dry stuff has been put away. Supper has been eaten. Blood sugar is 209. A really small meal hike (compared to my recent reading sets).
I have windows open. A perfect day to clear the place. I will change the sheets before heading back to the washroom, which leads to another task, a shower. Fresh sheets deserve that extra step. Well, then I'll need to stay awake in order to fully dry off. I best get to things or I'll just crash.
Again, later or good night, and day.
So late, yet...
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I am digging in. Laundry is going. Two loads, plus one in the dryer, will be done. The grill is going for another meal. A load of dishes are set, some need put up, and I'd like to push two more loads through. As well, I plan to do some work in the living room. Really? It's the plan. Sometimes yes, sometimes no. We'll see.
I forgot my mother was travelling this week. Sent her Mother's Day stuff. Ugh. I am sure she has a neighbor or friend who could check on things. Still. Oh well. She tried to call me yesterday. I just got the message today? Anyway, her call had showed as it should have I wouldn't have placed the order. I tried to call this morning, the line went to voice-mail. Either they are having breakfast or she is sleeping in. Travel gets rough every year on.
Raining, and yet warm... warmer, at 48-52 F. I think. Strange and stranger. Oh, but that rain will chill to the bone. I, in my temporary morning naivety, tested it, thinking warm air would mean warm rain. Not even close. Now I know. We aren't getting so much rain that I regret watering. Just a light sprinkle, I think. Enough to wash the dust away, for a bit? Very strange world lately. Even so, I am going with cooler sheets. Flannels served their purpose but that is over.
Later, if my plans succeed. Good night if not.
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I am digging in. Laundry is going. Two loads, plus one in the dryer, will be done. The grill is going for another meal. A load of dishes are set, some need put up, and I'd like to push two more loads through. As well, I plan to do some work in the living room. Really? It's the plan. Sometimes yes, sometimes no. We'll see.
I forgot my mother was travelling this week. Sent her Mother's Day stuff. Ugh. I am sure she has a neighbor or friend who could check on things. Still. Oh well. She tried to call me yesterday. I just got the message today? Anyway, her call had showed as it should have I wouldn't have placed the order. I tried to call this morning, the line went to voice-mail. Either they are having breakfast or she is sleeping in. Travel gets rough every year on.
Raining, and yet warm... warmer, at 48-52 F. I think. Strange and stranger. Oh, but that rain will chill to the bone. I, in my temporary morning naivety, tested it, thinking warm air would mean warm rain. Not even close. Now I know. We aren't getting so much rain that I regret watering. Just a light sprinkle, I think. Enough to wash the dust away, for a bit? Very strange world lately. Even so, I am going with cooler sheets. Flannels served their purpose but that is over.
Later, if my plans succeed. Good night if not.
Stranger blood readings.
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With the low fasting blood sugar, I expected a much lower premeal reading. For the first time that I hane seen I got the opposite. It went from 200 to 242 for no reason. The rise from the meal was very slight, going to 274, eating a half inch steak, half a can of asparagus with butter, and about two quarts of milk. I was still hungry, so a few hours later I ate nearly an eight ounce container of unshelled peanuts. An hour after, I checked blood again. I expected it to have jumped, perhaps a lot. 185? What?
Nothing is making sense with blood sugar tonight. Sure, the meter could be off. Though I suspect other things. Beside all anatomy working in odd ways, potential odd readings, and other things, sometimes you can't be certain. I actually do trust the meter and readings. It is merely that the body is a strange animal.
Whatever. Still hungry. I will have to eat again before long. Later.
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With the low fasting blood sugar, I expected a much lower premeal reading. For the first time that I hane seen I got the opposite. It went from 200 to 242 for no reason. The rise from the meal was very slight, going to 274, eating a half inch steak, half a can of asparagus with butter, and about two quarts of milk. I was still hungry, so a few hours later I ate nearly an eight ounce container of unshelled peanuts. An hour after, I checked blood again. I expected it to have jumped, perhaps a lot. 185? What?
Nothing is making sense with blood sugar tonight. Sure, the meter could be off. Though I suspect other things. Beside all anatomy working in odd ways, potential odd readings, and other things, sometimes you can't be certain. I actually do trust the meter and readings. It is merely that the body is a strange animal.
Whatever. Still hungry. I will have to eat again before long. Later.
Wednesday, May 9, 2018
Ta-da?
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No, not really. A healthy long sleep, dreams, the arrival of toys and the compressor part, and a good wake. There are those things. Fasting blood sugar also sets a new low at 200 (I think?). Day by day, if I have to push things when I can, it really is improving. I'll hold off food for several hours, it usually drops a lot when I do so. Hunger is reducing, and yet I am not quite to fasting yet, or multiple day fasting. I am nearly at single day fasting, or... close. If I go strictly carnivorous for a bit, I think I can. Which I might well do.
With the water set, I will hit the garden area first. I am going to use a sprinkler that is questionable. I am hoping to tinker it into function, within preferred tolerances. If not, I have another one. If that doesn't work I have two more options. Being broken, so I can't always work, I have time to think. First, however, some transplanting... j. artichokes and horse radish plants.
Dishes, bedding, and laundry, after outside. Ugh. Got to get to it! I'll do the transplants first, or check the lawn sprinklers for aim setting, first. Depending on how fast the light is fading. These I will do before my customary wake time. Light is going fast. Later.
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What isn't lined up is going. I didn't transplant everything, there were so many j. artichokes they wore me out. So many I decided to keep five in the planters, if I moved those plants to the centers of the planters. The first sprinkler just didn't do it. The second one might, if it means moving it frequently. Of all the options, that seems best, so I will stick with it for now.
NOW I can rest. Wake up. Enjoy my tea. If I need to cool down as well. Hmm, might light the grill. And pull pork out, ribs or roast though? Wait, I suggested steak for tomorrow, though I can cook both. Anyway... I'll check blood sugar before eating, probably.
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No, not really. A healthy long sleep, dreams, the arrival of toys and the compressor part, and a good wake. There are those things. Fasting blood sugar also sets a new low at 200 (I think?). Day by day, if I have to push things when I can, it really is improving. I'll hold off food for several hours, it usually drops a lot when I do so. Hunger is reducing, and yet I am not quite to fasting yet, or multiple day fasting. I am nearly at single day fasting, or... close. If I go strictly carnivorous for a bit, I think I can. Which I might well do.
With the water set, I will hit the garden area first. I am going to use a sprinkler that is questionable. I am hoping to tinker it into function, within preferred tolerances. If not, I have another one. If that doesn't work I have two more options. Being broken, so I can't always work, I have time to think. First, however, some transplanting... j. artichokes and horse radish plants.
Dishes, bedding, and laundry, after outside. Ugh. Got to get to it! I'll do the transplants first, or check the lawn sprinklers for aim setting, first. Depending on how fast the light is fading. These I will do before my customary wake time. Light is going fast. Later.
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What isn't lined up is going. I didn't transplant everything, there were so many j. artichokes they wore me out. So many I decided to keep five in the planters, if I moved those plants to the centers of the planters. The first sprinkler just didn't do it. The second one might, if it means moving it frequently. Of all the options, that seems best, so I will stick with it for now.
NOW I can rest. Wake up. Enjoy my tea. If I need to cool down as well. Hmm, might light the grill. And pull pork out, ribs or roast though? Wait, I suggested steak for tomorrow, though I can cook both. Anyway... I'll check blood sugar before eating, probably.
Bedtime.
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I set up the sprinklers and hoses. Clouds were, perhaps still are, preventing the sun from shining through, if just on the eastern horizon. I didn't trust them to hold, so skipped watering the one area that might have worked. I am hoping to get a few things planted from planters into the soil, then water the eastern patch when I wake. The lawn won't be started until much later.
Some asparagus is up. Only, say, a fifth of what was planted? I need to water that much more. The rhubarb is doing gangbusters, if I did need to trim the seed pods. Not much from the jerusalem artichoke I planted, but many are coming up in the planters. I had though those all dead. Even the trees are doing much better with much of the dead out. Oh, and birds have definitely found all the food I put out. I'll add one more spot and refill occasionally. Don't want to kill them with kindness.
Just one meal. Resting blood sugar was 199,after it was 251 and stayed that high until just recently. Finally dropping to 199. I had a large glass (quart) of milk an hour after supper. That was probably it. A liquid dinner you can bank on? If I have to go fluid, milk is my preference. Still, I'm only claiming one meal. I may have a batch of pistachios before sleeping though. Hungry, but don't want to mess it up too much.
I need to get to work in here too. Ugh. Just have to get some things going. Not the more this morn. Good night.
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I set up the sprinklers and hoses. Clouds were, perhaps still are, preventing the sun from shining through, if just on the eastern horizon. I didn't trust them to hold, so skipped watering the one area that might have worked. I am hoping to get a few things planted from planters into the soil, then water the eastern patch when I wake. The lawn won't be started until much later.
Some asparagus is up. Only, say, a fifth of what was planted? I need to water that much more. The rhubarb is doing gangbusters, if I did need to trim the seed pods. Not much from the jerusalem artichoke I planted, but many are coming up in the planters. I had though those all dead. Even the trees are doing much better with much of the dead out. Oh, and birds have definitely found all the food I put out. I'll add one more spot and refill occasionally. Don't want to kill them with kindness.
Just one meal. Resting blood sugar was 199,after it was 251 and stayed that high until just recently. Finally dropping to 199. I had a large glass (quart) of milk an hour after supper. That was probably it. A liquid dinner you can bank on? If I have to go fluid, milk is my preference. Still, I'm only claiming one meal. I may have a batch of pistachios before sleeping though. Hungry, but don't want to mess it up too much.
I need to get to work in here too. Ugh. Just have to get some things going. Not the more this morn. Good night.
Tuesday, May 8, 2018
Okay. I think so.
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Several things are making more sense.
Blood sugar is trending lower. Fasting was down to 219 again, then is down to 199 after a few hours up and some work. The readings may not be perfect but they are solid improvements. Having a 160 range reading is very good. Without fasting, multi day fasting anyway, and without "medicine". The real problem? I am too well to sleep for weeks, mostly without eating... if that is still a preferred problem. I used to starve clean of diabetes. Now it's just a bit more work.
Steak, potato, peas, and tea, for my first meal. I need to pull pork out, another boneless butt. I can't eat beef steaks everyday, and pork isn't bad either. I just wanted to see how it would do. Roasted anything is rather tasty.
More work tonight. Mowing, some weedwhipping, the patio cleared and cleaned, and a bit more. Plus I know which days to expect him. Two days a week. Regular schedule. That helps. I have the next work day charted, among the chores, cleaning gutters and putting in ac. I meant to water but the day escaped me. I'll set things up before going to bed tonight/this morning and hit it tomorrow.
I like to work. Help, well, helps! I have other things I need to get on, both for helper projects, plus solo efforts, business, and such. Can, I keep up, push myself, guide? It is the goal. Hopefully he will get small experience, plus some money, and man food. Flooring and some drain and water works in the en suite, roof painting, eventually gutters, and fiddly mockups getting ac's boarded and insulated in windows. Plus, it is hoped, he will keep me going to clear the way for projects. I don't think it will kill me, if I won't always be able to help? If I can make sure something(s) are available to do, I'm good. Not much, but say, 16 to 32 hours a month? Food and toys covering some? Something in that range, plus or minus, give and take. Of course that means as much as double or triple the hours worked for me? I hope.
Later.
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Several things are making more sense.
Blood sugar is trending lower. Fasting was down to 219 again, then is down to 199 after a few hours up and some work. The readings may not be perfect but they are solid improvements. Having a 160 range reading is very good. Without fasting, multi day fasting anyway, and without "medicine". The real problem? I am too well to sleep for weeks, mostly without eating... if that is still a preferred problem. I used to starve clean of diabetes. Now it's just a bit more work.
Steak, potato, peas, and tea, for my first meal. I need to pull pork out, another boneless butt. I can't eat beef steaks everyday, and pork isn't bad either. I just wanted to see how it would do. Roasted anything is rather tasty.
More work tonight. Mowing, some weedwhipping, the patio cleared and cleaned, and a bit more. Plus I know which days to expect him. Two days a week. Regular schedule. That helps. I have the next work day charted, among the chores, cleaning gutters and putting in ac. I meant to water but the day escaped me. I'll set things up before going to bed tonight/this morning and hit it tomorrow.
I like to work. Help, well, helps! I have other things I need to get on, both for helper projects, plus solo efforts, business, and such. Can, I keep up, push myself, guide? It is the goal. Hopefully he will get small experience, plus some money, and man food. Flooring and some drain and water works in the en suite, roof painting, eventually gutters, and fiddly mockups getting ac's boarded and insulated in windows. Plus, it is hoped, he will keep me going to clear the way for projects. I don't think it will kill me, if I won't always be able to help? If I can make sure something(s) are available to do, I'm good. Not much, but say, 16 to 32 hours a month? Food and toys covering some? Something in that range, plus or minus, give and take. Of course that means as much as double or triple the hours worked for me? I hope.
Later.
Strange blood readings.
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I decided to test before snacking. It had dropped to 161. That is the lowest reading since I started testing again. Any reservations about a snack, and steak later, vanished. It is later. I tested blood before this as well, not bad at 217. I won't be awake to check it by the time it settles, in a couple hours. Definitely not by the time it falls again.
An half inch ribeye takes about five minutes on each side, on a solid charcoal grill. I was dubious about half inchers. The difference between what you get in all but very high end restaurants and fresh from the butcher is beyond simple description. If high end steak houses offered these, they would be similar... if you can cook them right. I got lucky? If so, I've been lucky with all my steaks since visiting the butcher. I really need to order a hog, pay up front, then I'll be sure. I miss fresh chops... pig ribeyes. I'd sure like to figure how to butcher my own. Some bits are simply not available from the butcher... Uncle Sam says so. It's... just a bit much for me to do.
I let Sassy out yesterday. She hasn't been seen since. I have been looking, calling, often. This isn't the first time she has strayed. Even so it does worry me. I'll just keep at it, and be grateful when she returns, adding her to my prayers until then. Silly bird. I suppose, when she finally pulls enough bravery to go, sometimes she really goes all out, all the way? Little prayers. Even the feathers of a bird...
Good night, and day for you daybirds.
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I decided to test before snacking. It had dropped to 161. That is the lowest reading since I started testing again. Any reservations about a snack, and steak later, vanished. It is later. I tested blood before this as well, not bad at 217. I won't be awake to check it by the time it settles, in a couple hours. Definitely not by the time it falls again.
An half inch ribeye takes about five minutes on each side, on a solid charcoal grill. I was dubious about half inchers. The difference between what you get in all but very high end restaurants and fresh from the butcher is beyond simple description. If high end steak houses offered these, they would be similar... if you can cook them right. I got lucky? If so, I've been lucky with all my steaks since visiting the butcher. I really need to order a hog, pay up front, then I'll be sure. I miss fresh chops... pig ribeyes. I'd sure like to figure how to butcher my own. Some bits are simply not available from the butcher... Uncle Sam says so. It's... just a bit much for me to do.
I let Sassy out yesterday. She hasn't been seen since. I have been looking, calling, often. This isn't the first time she has strayed. Even so it does worry me. I'll just keep at it, and be grateful when she returns, adding her to my prayers until then. Silly bird. I suppose, when she finally pulls enough bravery to go, sometimes she really goes all out, all the way? Little prayers. Even the feathers of a bird...
Good night, and day for you daybirds.
Another day.
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Dinner. All that has been done so far. I remembered to take blood sugar before eating. At 191 I was satisfied. Several hours after eating, my feelings are almost hurt, the reading is 250. I'd like it to drop before snacking. So hungry. Popcorn, I have decided. I am curious to see how the blood sugar does with that.
I am feeling better if still tired. Everything is on the edge of being good enough to work. Just not quite. I am sure the ac is helping. Food, as a general rule, is a plus. Though I may have to damn the blood sugar torpedoes, and go full speed ahead. I need to fix this hunger. May only be one way through. Steak is about the perfect food for that, with some limited adds, but the right ones. Rather than huge meals, though, just several medium to small meals or snacks. If the popcorn doesn't do it, yep. Another steak, a thin one, but just the steak.
I'll see about other chores. It just isn't happening, if it is getting so close.
Later.
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Dinner. All that has been done so far. I remembered to take blood sugar before eating. At 191 I was satisfied. Several hours after eating, my feelings are almost hurt, the reading is 250. I'd like it to drop before snacking. So hungry. Popcorn, I have decided. I am curious to see how the blood sugar does with that.
I am feeling better if still tired. Everything is on the edge of being good enough to work. Just not quite. I am sure the ac is helping. Food, as a general rule, is a plus. Though I may have to damn the blood sugar torpedoes, and go full speed ahead. I need to fix this hunger. May only be one way through. Steak is about the perfect food for that, with some limited adds, but the right ones. Rather than huge meals, though, just several medium to small meals or snacks. If the popcorn doesn't do it, yep. Another steak, a thin one, but just the steak.
I'll see about other chores. It just isn't happening, if it is getting so close.
Later.
Monday, May 7, 2018
Better, mostly.
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Ac while sleeping, longer this time. Having a timer on it really helps. I had it set to run until an hour or three before planned waking. As bad as I was yesterday, when going to bed, I wasn't sure how long I would sleep. A normal sleep was all that was needed. I am feeling better and rested. Much better. Fasting blood sugar is 231. I ate only that one big meal, so, yeah, don't do that anymore.
Dreams. Both, in different ways, severe. And a bit personal for even me to share. Both with elements of reality. One was hella funny, if you could understand it correctly, which you can't, so you are welcome. If both had cold elements too. Harsh. I'd love to share them, but in this rare they would be pearls before... well... you. No, I don trust you, Lucy.
Today? Hungry again, if containable. I tried one of the inch and an half steaks yesterday. I could only eat two thirds of it. I'll grill the rest again to heat it, in an hour or two. Peaches, cottage cheese, and tea will finish it. I'd like to have a snack/lite second meal later. Popcorn, pistachios, peanuts, or sunflower seeds, just one though. I'll back off volume and some things for a bit. Milk isn't bad, but moderation is good. Same with potatoes, if I am amazed to see neither of those seriously spike my blood sugar. Though perhaps that builds over days of repetition? Learning still.
I definitely need a shower, new sheets but not flannel, and laundry. And dishes. I did get the trash out. Only one bag, but after cleaning the barrel I have a little of my butt, past and future, vested in keeping it clean. Odd how that works. I don't want to have to clean it again, for as long out as possible. Not a lot of work, but work and dirty work. Plus I like having no stank from it. It's a very good thing. I must admit, I didn't think it was going to be that easy.
I keep looking for the compressor part. It keeps not being there. As snarly as the woman was, I wonder if she didn't put the wrong address in, just because. Nasty woman, offended to be speaking to... anyone. Solid union worker, no fear of job security. All employees need to fear, or you get foreign workers, who do fear, doing the work, over there or over here.
Later.
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Ac while sleeping, longer this time. Having a timer on it really helps. I had it set to run until an hour or three before planned waking. As bad as I was yesterday, when going to bed, I wasn't sure how long I would sleep. A normal sleep was all that was needed. I am feeling better and rested. Much better. Fasting blood sugar is 231. I ate only that one big meal, so, yeah, don't do that anymore.
Dreams. Both, in different ways, severe. And a bit personal for even me to share. Both with elements of reality. One was hella funny, if you could understand it correctly, which you can't, so you are welcome. If both had cold elements too. Harsh. I'd love to share them, but in this rare they would be pearls before... well... you. No, I don trust you, Lucy.
Today? Hungry again, if containable. I tried one of the inch and an half steaks yesterday. I could only eat two thirds of it. I'll grill the rest again to heat it, in an hour or two. Peaches, cottage cheese, and tea will finish it. I'd like to have a snack/lite second meal later. Popcorn, pistachios, peanuts, or sunflower seeds, just one though. I'll back off volume and some things for a bit. Milk isn't bad, but moderation is good. Same with potatoes, if I am amazed to see neither of those seriously spike my blood sugar. Though perhaps that builds over days of repetition? Learning still.
I definitely need a shower, new sheets but not flannel, and laundry. And dishes. I did get the trash out. Only one bag, but after cleaning the barrel I have a little of my butt, past and future, vested in keeping it clean. Odd how that works. I don't want to have to clean it again, for as long out as possible. Not a lot of work, but work and dirty work. Plus I like having no stank from it. It's a very good thing. I must admit, I didn't think it was going to be that easy.
I keep looking for the compressor part. It keeps not being there. As snarly as the woman was, I wonder if she didn't put the wrong address in, just because. Nasty woman, offended to be speaking to... anyone. Solid union worker, no fear of job security. All employees need to fear, or you get foreign workers, who do fear, doing the work, over there or over here.
Later.
Something is off
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It didn't get below 70 last night, in my house. Rather strange. While not hot, it was warm for the night. As well, I was hungry. I ate a usual snack worth of pistachios and peanuts, then had a steak plus trimmings. All normal, usually I eat more, if spread through the day. My blood sugar shot to 360. Then finally came down, if only to 273. Okay, volume in short spans is a major problem for my blood sugar. But I was so hungry.
I am feeling bad. I need to get things going, but it doesn't work very well. I am stuck. I'll keep at it. Just not this day. Good night and day.
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It didn't get below 70 last night, in my house. Rather strange. While not hot, it was warm for the night. As well, I was hungry. I ate a usual snack worth of pistachios and peanuts, then had a steak plus trimmings. All normal, usually I eat more, if spread through the day. My blood sugar shot to 360. Then finally came down, if only to 273. Okay, volume in short spans is a major problem for my blood sugar. But I was so hungry.
I am feeling bad. I need to get things going, but it doesn't work very well. I am stuck. I'll keep at it. Just not this day. Good night and day.
Sunday, May 6, 2018
Good all around.
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Hmm? Sleep was really good. I used the ac for several hours, which offered enough cool for me to sleep very well, and longer, through the warning day. That may help switch days and nights back. I may not be able to win, but I can still fight. In doing so, I was able to stay down until 17:30, if I am not sure when I went down... perhaps a bit after dawn? Needed the sleep, sleep has been pinched and shy in the day heat. One disaster to another? That is what it is to be on a sinking ship, in stormy seas, unable to get all hands on deck.
Oh, the final right news? Resting blood sugar is 217. That is superior. That is far better, down over a hundred points since I started. What is the difference? Grazing. An easy to fall into, nearly constant, consumption... eating... trap. I am not doing that now. I want the lower numbers. So I will forego small constant for larger rare meals or snacks. I sometimes simply skip eating. Heading back more toward fasting, that just takes more focus than I can quite muster yet.
Back to the list. Nothing checked off, yet. I think today is the start. Later.
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Hmm? Sleep was really good. I used the ac for several hours, which offered enough cool for me to sleep very well, and longer, through the warning day. That may help switch days and nights back. I may not be able to win, but I can still fight. In doing so, I was able to stay down until 17:30, if I am not sure when I went down... perhaps a bit after dawn? Needed the sleep, sleep has been pinched and shy in the day heat. One disaster to another? That is what it is to be on a sinking ship, in stormy seas, unable to get all hands on deck.
Oh, the final right news? Resting blood sugar is 217. That is superior. That is far better, down over a hundred points since I started. What is the difference? Grazing. An easy to fall into, nearly constant, consumption... eating... trap. I am not doing that now. I want the lower numbers. So I will forego small constant for larger rare meals or snacks. I sometimes simply skip eating. Heading back more toward fasting, that just takes more focus than I can quite muster yet.
Back to the list. Nothing checked off, yet. I think today is the start. Later.
Worn.
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For no good reason. The darker day collided with the warmth? After draining excess fluid from my body, perhaps recovering? Able to focus well again, not for long yet. Simple efforts shut me down pretty quickly. Although I am hoping to do a bit more work tonight. Moving the sprinklers out of the way for mowing, tackling some of the dishes, a shower and shave. That is it.
Blood sugar got down to 194. I had a handful of craisins before, might have jiggered it higher. Is five minutes enough? Still, I am calling it a success. And trying to remember better snacks... pistachios, sunflower seeds, and such. It just caught my eye. Yum. I am thinking of another meal. Meat, with green beans and tea. Grilled. Love that egggrill-smoker.
Someone(s) took a serious spin through a bunch of content, but nearly invisibly to me. I have my ways. One(s) got an A+, another(s) seemed to offer warnings (though using what I put up as warnings to warn me is rather... lame). Had to chuckle, and nod. Sure, but that is what I told you! No worries, I'll take my own medicine, already do, man.
See what I did there?
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For no good reason. The darker day collided with the warmth? After draining excess fluid from my body, perhaps recovering? Able to focus well again, not for long yet. Simple efforts shut me down pretty quickly. Although I am hoping to do a bit more work tonight. Moving the sprinklers out of the way for mowing, tackling some of the dishes, a shower and shave. That is it.
Blood sugar got down to 194. I had a handful of craisins before, might have jiggered it higher. Is five minutes enough? Still, I am calling it a success. And trying to remember better snacks... pistachios, sunflower seeds, and such. It just caught my eye. Yum. I am thinking of another meal. Meat, with green beans and tea. Grilled. Love that egggrill-smoker.
Someone(s) took a serious spin through a bunch of content, but nearly invisibly to me. I have my ways. One(s) got an A+, another(s) seemed to offer warnings (though using what I put up as warnings to warn me is rather... lame). Had to chuckle, and nod. Sure, but that is what I told you! No worries, I'll take my own medicine, already do, man.
See what I did there?
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