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Awake around 5:00, earlier yet if getting out of bed was not of interest. I needed the sleep. Yesterday ended up being quite a day. Blood sugar is a bit high, at 151. I ate a medium bowl of pistachios right before bed. Two reasons for the higher number. First, I ate all day. Never a good thing. Second, I went to sleep before that final snack had a chance to settle out. Neither of those are absolute markers, but for me they each increase the risk. Together they increase the risk greatly.
Today? Waking. Then, perhaps, more cleaning, a shower, and to town. I dreamed of hitting some of the lower wood window trim. And inside window dressing... plus all the other domestic work. We'll see. Too much work for time can clog the flow. A few focal points a week. Say, primarily, the kitchen and painting the windows? Aye. I'll need to strip those, which is the more serious part of the work. Painting just takes time. Well, and getting the water timer set up would be good, plus returning the last package.
Duluth is jacking my return because they have a thin skin. Goes to show. I told you, I'll make you famous. Only hurting them. I won't reorder until the return is made, and will continue to note their union-like behavior publicly. Are you sure you want to go there... or more?
A bloody nose last night and first thing this morning. No worries. A shower shortly will help, probably. So tired last night. Forgot things. Crawled out of bed for medicine. When I realized I hadn't brushed my teeth it was too late. I couldn't rise to save my life. Got them this morning. I am brushing three times a day, when I do it right. Slippage will happen.
I best get to waking. Later.
Wednesday, June 20, 2018
Tuesday, June 19, 2018
So much for a nap!
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The boss knocked, at a most inopportune moment. Keeps me on my toes? Something. I'll be rtghh hhhttt, I'm sure he heard. Okay, was the reply. Do you want to work. Do I!?! Well. We will. To the stores. Beside hardware, grocery. Eaten, yet, Boss. Yes and no. Luckily his choice was next to my destination... Subway. Any sandwich shop, really, but that was first named in a prime target a.o.
Paint, batteries, brushes, silicon, and all needed for two jobs, plus I looked at ac units, just a price check this time very doable. Then the pudding, jello, tapioca, and coolaid... all sugar free. Finally to the sandwich shop. I was agonizing over whether to buy one myself, knowing it would destroy my sugar read, for days perhaps. I... fell. A footlong club, double meat, if "whole wheat" and vinegar, oil, salt, and pepper. Oh well.
Back at home, we got the ladder out, and all three of my sanders. The angle grinder was awesome, with the wound metal leg wheel it stripped like a champ. I was wearing out, remember, I had been crashing. Anyway, we got two of the seven upper windows stripped and painted. I bought gooder paint and it is proving out. May need a second coat, if only for close inspection. And the satellite antenna is gone, plus the bolts sealed and reset. Very good. Well, and everything has been put up.
Well, to check the damages. I really thought of just not checking. Was it curiosity that egged me on? Kills the cat, satisfaction can bring me back. Or was it duty? Fear. And duty. Always, Sir. In any case, so be it. My two hour aftermeal blood draw was 117. Isn't that as low as it has been today? Okay. I did only eat half, won't eat there again. Jimmy Johns, or the pizza place... they do sandwiches as well. Satisfaction brought me back.
I need to cool, maybe shower, then to bed. Aspirin, tea, medicine, and some gaming. It was 68 F, in the shade. But I worked up a serious sweat. Later, or really, good night.
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The boss knocked, at a most inopportune moment. Keeps me on my toes? Something. I'll be rtghh hhhttt, I'm sure he heard. Okay, was the reply. Do you want to work. Do I!?! Well. We will. To the stores. Beside hardware, grocery. Eaten, yet, Boss. Yes and no. Luckily his choice was next to my destination... Subway. Any sandwich shop, really, but that was first named in a prime target a.o.
Paint, batteries, brushes, silicon, and all needed for two jobs, plus I looked at ac units, just a price check this time very doable. Then the pudding, jello, tapioca, and coolaid... all sugar free. Finally to the sandwich shop. I was agonizing over whether to buy one myself, knowing it would destroy my sugar read, for days perhaps. I... fell. A footlong club, double meat, if "whole wheat" and vinegar, oil, salt, and pepper. Oh well.
Back at home, we got the ladder out, and all three of my sanders. The angle grinder was awesome, with the wound metal leg wheel it stripped like a champ. I was wearing out, remember, I had been crashing. Anyway, we got two of the seven upper windows stripped and painted. I bought gooder paint and it is proving out. May need a second coat, if only for close inspection. And the satellite antenna is gone, plus the bolts sealed and reset. Very good. Well, and everything has been put up.
Well, to check the damages. I really thought of just not checking. Was it curiosity that egged me on? Kills the cat, satisfaction can bring me back. Or was it duty? Fear. And duty. Always, Sir. In any case, so be it. My two hour aftermeal blood draw was 117. Isn't that as low as it has been today? Okay. I did only eat half, won't eat there again. Jimmy Johns, or the pizza place... they do sandwiches as well. Satisfaction brought me back.
I need to cool, maybe shower, then to bed. Aspirin, tea, medicine, and some gaming. It was 68 F, in the shade. But I worked up a serious sweat. Later, or really, good night.
Ah well. Not today.
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Clouds have returned. While not a complete darkening, it is darker. I... it is taking me down. What needs to be returned can wait. As well, I am hoping to figure out a different means of access when using random platforms, to gain email access on 'foreign' computers. Perhaps after a nap. I am crashing. I can't stay awake much longer.
Premeal blood sugar was 133, after meal (two hours after) it is 160. Big meal, small spike, all good. A glass of kefir and a nap next. Kefir is excellent for some things. And tasty once you acclimate. Blood sugar keeps trending upward, if not as heavily or quickly this week. Extended fasting may be a mid to long term requirement . I am hoping to not need it, if I would like to continue, but for reasons of faith. It offers a special sort of gift to God.
I am hoping to work after the nap. Oh, and set up an appointment. Always something forgotten. Hmm, and calling the doctor office, to see about going in early for blood work, so that might be ready for him. Not sure how fast their lab is, still. Perhaps he could simply send the lab reports, circling issues. We seem to not connect well, and neither his or the V.A. portals accept ps4 access, or from my attempts to date. It's what I have. So...
Sweeping, mopping, dishes, bedding, and laundry later? Dubious, but it has happened. It is the plan. Later.
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Clouds have returned. While not a complete darkening, it is darker. I... it is taking me down. What needs to be returned can wait. As well, I am hoping to figure out a different means of access when using random platforms, to gain email access on 'foreign' computers. Perhaps after a nap. I am crashing. I can't stay awake much longer.
Premeal blood sugar was 133, after meal (two hours after) it is 160. Big meal, small spike, all good. A glass of kefir and a nap next. Kefir is excellent for some things. And tasty once you acclimate. Blood sugar keeps trending upward, if not as heavily or quickly this week. Extended fasting may be a mid to long term requirement . I am hoping to not need it, if I would like to continue, but for reasons of faith. It offers a special sort of gift to God.
I am hoping to work after the nap. Oh, and set up an appointment. Always something forgotten. Hmm, and calling the doctor office, to see about going in early for blood work, so that might be ready for him. Not sure how fast their lab is, still. Perhaps he could simply send the lab reports, circling issues. We seem to not connect well, and neither his or the V.A. portals accept ps4 access, or from my attempts to date. It's what I have. So...
Sweeping, mopping, dishes, bedding, and laundry later? Dubious, but it has happened. It is the plan. Later.
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It is about that time again.
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Fasting blood sugar the second, 152. What is different? Brushing teeth. I haven't been for a while. While I was awake earlier, I hit them... then this morning first thing. Is that it, or are there remaining repercussions from salsa? From what I have seen, poor food choices can come back to bite me well after, days after, consumption. Perhaps it changes patterns, like throwing a rock into the water. Or changes what the body wants or expects.
I will check in a few more hours, then have steak and eggs. I have more fruit and cottage cheese, but also picked up a large supply of peanuts and pistachios. While peanut butter may be out, I should check into other nut butters, or good peanut butters, as well as what ingredients are actually sugars or otherwise to be avoided. I only avoid those too fast-acting as carbs. The rest just... narrow your search too much? You may be left with grass or cake to eat, for your king's invisible clothes foolishness.
I have medicine down. I missed Monday morning, a Monday whole day two weeks ago, and three varied half days the month before. Which... is superior, especially as cool as spring has been. At least for me. I am getting food, intermittent fasting, and multiday fasting (this weekend) down. I was brushing and showering more regularly until medicine combined with spring trounced me a bit. I am hoping to get back in that game. Getting back to work on the cave is next. Already started. Got to keep it going. As well, pieces and parts for my lawn watering are here. I have a few lawn hoses to work on, a timer to set up, and watering regimens to arrange. And I will be buying paint for trim and calking so as to finally remove an unused antenna. Yeah. Brush morning, and night, plus an half hour after every meal... and snack? Seems a bit much. Oh, and swimming, boating, and hiking (further from the city). Metros and millenials fear giants.
So, yeah, a busy week, summer, life... if I can. I am enjoying the warming, and cooling to a degree. The leg is still a bit of trouble if day heat helps. As well, I have to figure out glasses at the V.A. One more shot. If they fail again, I'll have to go it on my own. Always more. Free may well be worth exactly what you pay, rendered services do not count.
Later.
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"No man knows how bad he is till he has tried very hard to be good." C.S. Lewis
h/t Ace and crew
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Fasting blood sugar the second, 152. What is different? Brushing teeth. I haven't been for a while. While I was awake earlier, I hit them... then this morning first thing. Is that it, or are there remaining repercussions from salsa? From what I have seen, poor food choices can come back to bite me well after, days after, consumption. Perhaps it changes patterns, like throwing a rock into the water. Or changes what the body wants or expects.
I will check in a few more hours, then have steak and eggs. I have more fruit and cottage cheese, but also picked up a large supply of peanuts and pistachios. While peanut butter may be out, I should check into other nut butters, or good peanut butters, as well as what ingredients are actually sugars or otherwise to be avoided. I only avoid those too fast-acting as carbs. The rest just... narrow your search too much? You may be left with grass or cake to eat, for your king's invisible clothes foolishness.
I have medicine down. I missed Monday morning, a Monday whole day two weeks ago, and three varied half days the month before. Which... is superior, especially as cool as spring has been. At least for me. I am getting food, intermittent fasting, and multiday fasting (this weekend) down. I was brushing and showering more regularly until medicine combined with spring trounced me a bit. I am hoping to get back in that game. Getting back to work on the cave is next. Already started. Got to keep it going. As well, pieces and parts for my lawn watering are here. I have a few lawn hoses to work on, a timer to set up, and watering regimens to arrange. And I will be buying paint for trim and calking so as to finally remove an unused antenna. Yeah. Brush morning, and night, plus an half hour after every meal... and snack? Seems a bit much. Oh, and swimming, boating, and hiking (further from the city). Metros and millenials fear giants.
So, yeah, a busy week, summer, life... if I can. I am enjoying the warming, and cooling to a degree. The leg is still a bit of trouble if day heat helps. As well, I have to figure out glasses at the V.A. One more shot. If they fail again, I'll have to go it on my own. Always more. Free may well be worth exactly what you pay, rendered services do not count.
Later.
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"No man knows how bad he is till he has tried very hard to be good." C.S. Lewis
h/t Ace and crew
Ripped off again.
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Down around 18:00. I thought I would sleep well, and long. Not so much. Awake just after midnight. I did sleep well. I will try to get back to sleep in a bit. Fasting blood sugar is 137. No, I didn't have another bite, despite a minor temptation to eat something in town. My numbers are so good I simply wasn't willing to risk it. I am hoping it will drop a good bit in the next few hours, or by the time I wake again. It's not quite time for medicine, or anything. I'd love a bite now, but wish to see what my blood sugar will do shortly, on it's own.
I did get the bathroom swept, plus cleaned the toilet. Today I plan to get the kitchen floor swept, then mop both floors, hit the counters and stove, and get bedding changed and washed. Plus the rest. It seems like a bit long of a list, but doable. Even for the mostly dead just escaping the coffin again, for a while. The remnants of the shopping lists is waiting. Is? Aye. One actual list, parted by type or particular store.
I did receive a shipping label. Several, if I only need one. Ask and receive, even of people, sometimes. If, I suspect, such is and has always been the case most of the time... just not always the truth of it, not completely. But don't forget sincere gratitude... if they act sincerely and functionally. Otherwise heap scorn as reward for insincere, poor, dubious, devious, hateful, works. Especially when that is all some groups offer. The Devil works through the spiteful, and it shows.
Actually, I believe more sleep will be attempted. I suppose my body just isn't quite used to sleeping at night. A few more days of this and perhaps... Good night again. I hope.
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Down around 18:00. I thought I would sleep well, and long. Not so much. Awake just after midnight. I did sleep well. I will try to get back to sleep in a bit. Fasting blood sugar is 137. No, I didn't have another bite, despite a minor temptation to eat something in town. My numbers are so good I simply wasn't willing to risk it. I am hoping it will drop a good bit in the next few hours, or by the time I wake again. It's not quite time for medicine, or anything. I'd love a bite now, but wish to see what my blood sugar will do shortly, on it's own.
I did get the bathroom swept, plus cleaned the toilet. Today I plan to get the kitchen floor swept, then mop both floors, hit the counters and stove, and get bedding changed and washed. Plus the rest. It seems like a bit long of a list, but doable. Even for the mostly dead just escaping the coffin again, for a while. The remnants of the shopping lists is waiting. Is? Aye. One actual list, parted by type or particular store.
I did receive a shipping label. Several, if I only need one. Ask and receive, even of people, sometimes. If, I suspect, such is and has always been the case most of the time... just not always the truth of it, not completely. But don't forget sincere gratitude... if they act sincerely and functionally. Otherwise heap scorn as reward for insincere, poor, dubious, devious, hateful, works. Especially when that is all some groups offer. The Devil works through the spiteful, and it shows.
Actually, I believe more sleep will be attempted. I suppose my body just isn't quite used to sleeping at night. A few more days of this and perhaps... Good night again. I hope.
Monday, June 18, 2018
Not all, not bad.
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Shaved, showered, load of laundry in, dressed, then on to town. The library first. Couldn't get all of it to print. The most time sensitive was packaged and sent. Tomorrow, the rest. Needed my cellphone. I'll... fix that. As well, I did some but not all shopping. Ran out of attention span and steam. Tomorrow. And a car wash. Yeah.
My V.A. glasses arrived. Yep, she screwed the pooch on the prescriptions. Total wipe. She meant to do that. She only did a few "better/worse", and after putting several types of drops in my eyes. I'll have to request someone competent and no more drops. They are just harassing me with that at this point, because I refuse insulin. Check.
Everything is put up, except me. It is just about bedtime. I just need to cool down a bit. Blood sugar did go up, to 111. I can live with that. Good afternoon and night.
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Shaved, showered, load of laundry in, dressed, then on to town. The library first. Couldn't get all of it to print. The most time sensitive was packaged and sent. Tomorrow, the rest. Needed my cellphone. I'll... fix that. As well, I did some but not all shopping. Ran out of attention span and steam. Tomorrow. And a car wash. Yeah.
My V.A. glasses arrived. Yep, she screwed the pooch on the prescriptions. Total wipe. She meant to do that. She only did a few "better/worse", and after putting several types of drops in my eyes. I'll have to request someone competent and no more drops. They are just harassing me with that at this point, because I refuse insulin. Check.
Everything is put up, except me. It is just about bedtime. I just need to cool down a bit. Blood sugar did go up, to 111. I can live with that. Good afternoon and night.
Slowly but... maybe.
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I didn't make it to the post. Running slow. I did finish the floor treatment. Which leaves a spic n' span spot surrounded by what had been cleaner parts of the floor. Yeah, I'll have to... get on that. A shave then shower next. Will see after that. Not fantastic. Just, if I can do a bit more? Please?
Forgot about another blood sugar read, until now. It is 109. That is probably as low as it will go. Probably. No more food today. I suspect it will go up when I do a bedtime check in four to six hours. And I expect a higher fasting blood sugar in the morning. As my days and nights are switching back to normal, I am giving bp a chance, with medicine right righted, to settle. A few more days and I will begin that again.
Oh, my leg is improving as the double pj's, warmer days, and cut water pill dose begin to mesh into a functional solution. Oh, what a relief. I was beginning to wonder about that one. I've never had such a problem. Does bone cancer hurt? Or like that, perhaps initially? Every year on the chronograph... if nothing else, cancer. And I have cheated Death so cruelly. Payback may be just as ruthless. If, as with the whims of Fortuna, so too with Death, I crack funnies even as she hides my expressed back to her indignities. I am beginning to think it has started to truly hurt them more than me. What a gas!
Hmm? Shut up. Later.
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I didn't make it to the post. Running slow. I did finish the floor treatment. Which leaves a spic n' span spot surrounded by what had been cleaner parts of the floor. Yeah, I'll have to... get on that. A shave then shower next. Will see after that. Not fantastic. Just, if I can do a bit more? Please?
Forgot about another blood sugar read, until now. It is 109. That is probably as low as it will go. Probably. No more food today. I suspect it will go up when I do a bedtime check in four to six hours. And I expect a higher fasting blood sugar in the morning. As my days and nights are switching back to normal, I am giving bp a chance, with medicine right righted, to settle. A few more days and I will begin that again.
Oh, my leg is improving as the double pj's, warmer days, and cut water pill dose begin to mesh into a functional solution. Oh, what a relief. I was beginning to wonder about that one. I've never had such a problem. Does bone cancer hurt? Or like that, perhaps initially? Every year on the chronograph... if nothing else, cancer. And I have cheated Death so cruelly. Payback may be just as ruthless. If, as with the whims of Fortuna, so too with Death, I crack funnies even as she hides my expressed back to her indignities. I am beginning to think it has started to truly hurt them more than me. What a gas!
Hmm? Shut up. Later.
Checking closer.
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With blood sugar consistently lower, with exceptions for food testing, I wanted to begin seeing about the time it takes for blood sugar, eating gooder(tm) foods, to begin dropping. Initially that was all over the board. From a few hours to... days. As I cleared or eliminated foods, and fasted, regularity has set in. Still, I'll be checking fasting, premeal fasting, then one meal - premeal, two hours, three hours after, then bedtime, for the next three days.
Today was quite good. Premeal was 131. Not great, not horrible, it was what it was. The salsa messed things up. After two hours it was up to 158, not a bad spike. That was a full meal, the second for the day. It, three hours after, is back to 131, and probably still falling. I will check one more time, in an hour. I am still day fasting, eating all within six hours. Mostly. I may need to... watch the time a bit more carefully. I am working on meal size as well, which is helping. Yes, I can, and should, eat much more than you. God demands more poop from me, so I get more food!
It is amazing. First the lowered numbers, now the rate of refresh. This project is coming along nicely. I see why the V.A. doesn't want to provide a tester. Can't sell insulin to a self starter. And they want no part of that. Thankfully I don't need them. I have a doc who doesn't mind me figuring it out on my own. If he won't call me back. Perhaps he... Hmm. I'll try to call again today.
Ah! While I didn't catch my doc, I did get some info and set up an appointment. Yeah, diabetes freaked him out too. When he tested, my a1c was 11.9. The V.A. tested my a1c at 10. Freakishly high, absolutely no doubt. But my blood sugar was running up to 463 at the time he tested, around 230's when they tested, and averaging 124 (all), 148 (aftermeal), and 118 (beforemeal) for this last week. Medicine is simply not an option.
I did start in on the floor. It... was a spooky mess. I had a plan, and some hope. It is working quite well. I got the main spill. I will completely clear that area, let it dry, then sweep all, and hit the whole floor again. I'll sweep the bathroom, then shave and shower. Shaving last works for some, it just doesn't work for me. Oh, I'll set up another pedicure right now, and put both appointments in the device.
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With blood sugar consistently lower, with exceptions for food testing, I wanted to begin seeing about the time it takes for blood sugar, eating gooder(tm) foods, to begin dropping. Initially that was all over the board. From a few hours to... days. As I cleared or eliminated foods, and fasted, regularity has set in. Still, I'll be checking fasting, premeal fasting, then one meal - premeal, two hours, three hours after, then bedtime, for the next three days.
Today was quite good. Premeal was 131. Not great, not horrible, it was what it was. The salsa messed things up. After two hours it was up to 158, not a bad spike. That was a full meal, the second for the day. It, three hours after, is back to 131, and probably still falling. I will check one more time, in an hour. I am still day fasting, eating all within six hours. Mostly. I may need to... watch the time a bit more carefully. I am working on meal size as well, which is helping. Yes, I can, and should, eat much more than you. God demands more poop from me, so I get more food!
It is amazing. First the lowered numbers, now the rate of refresh. This project is coming along nicely. I see why the V.A. doesn't want to provide a tester. Can't sell insulin to a self starter. And they want no part of that. Thankfully I don't need them. I have a doc who doesn't mind me figuring it out on my own. If he won't call me back. Perhaps he... Hmm. I'll try to call again today.
Ah! While I didn't catch my doc, I did get some info and set up an appointment. Yeah, diabetes freaked him out too. When he tested, my a1c was 11.9. The V.A. tested my a1c at 10. Freakishly high, absolutely no doubt. But my blood sugar was running up to 463 at the time he tested, around 230's when they tested, and averaging 124 (all), 148 (aftermeal), and 118 (beforemeal) for this last week. Medicine is simply not an option.
I did start in on the floor. It... was a spooky mess. I had a plan, and some hope. It is working quite well. I got the main spill. I will completely clear that area, let it dry, then sweep all, and hit the whole floor again. I'll sweep the bathroom, then shave and shower. Shaving last works for some, it just doesn't work for me. Oh, I'll set up another pedicure right now, and put both appointments in the device.
Checking baffles.
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Among other things. The baffles? Revisiting the last meal, sans salsa. And? In two hours my blood sugar dropped (aftermeal) 33 points, to 177 from 210. Three to four hours out and it is down to 131. Definitely the salsa, only two tablespoons, or less, of the stuff. Nutz! Can't trust any processed. At least the in-store stuff is honest, and the spike is milder.
Trash and recycling are out, if it is only trash to the curb. I'll be ready next week. There was more trash than I thought. It is 45 out there, which I enjoy. As long as I don't sit in it. Leg isn't quite as bad with layered pj's, and in the high 60's in here. Another batch of food going. Same, again. Hey, it's mostly ready and easy.
I am hoping to do the floors, then get a shower in. Perhaps make it to the post office and who knows what else. We will see. I just don't want to set myself up for a disappointment again. I do remain hopeful. Later.
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Among other things. The baffles? Revisiting the last meal, sans salsa. And? In two hours my blood sugar dropped (aftermeal) 33 points, to 177 from 210. Three to four hours out and it is down to 131. Definitely the salsa, only two tablespoons, or less, of the stuff. Nutz! Can't trust any processed. At least the in-store stuff is honest, and the spike is milder.
Trash and recycling are out, if it is only trash to the curb. I'll be ready next week. There was more trash than I thought. It is 45 out there, which I enjoy. As long as I don't sit in it. Leg isn't quite as bad with layered pj's, and in the high 60's in here. Another batch of food going. Same, again. Hey, it's mostly ready and easy.
I am hoping to do the floors, then get a shower in. Perhaps make it to the post office and who knows what else. We will see. I just don't want to set myself up for a disappointment again. I do remain hopeful. Later.
What a rip-off!
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I was certain I'd be getting to work. Lunch rolled around, I ate, and here I am, just waking. Tested a food, again. No more salsa. Whether it claims sugar or not, all processed probably has it. My blood sugar, with food that usually lowers blood sugar over four to five hours, is 210. No more salsa unless I make it myself, fresh. Perhaps it is the type of tomatoes they use, if I really suspect there is sugar in there.
Anyway, my plans failed. I will try to get cat litter and trash out, and hit the kitchen floor. When, as, if, I can. I was so certain I would get to it. I wonder if the sweet crashed my boat? If I think I was slipping before? I just can't be sure on that. I'll... keep aiming at work.
Oh, something odd? When I bake a potato during the day, it can get up to 76 in here. Even so, I can feel cool to cold. Quite odd. I believe that is from diabetes coming under control. It is amazing. I am wearing layers in the summer. Me? Summer? Is it why my leg has been aching? I have two layers of pajama bottoms, which is helping. It may be from sitting too much, or on top of else. Got to get to swimming.
A few hours to wake, then cat litter, trash, and recycling... if I am not sure that goes out today, it will go at least outside. When I fast, it sure cuts down on the various refuse. After that, sweeping the bathroom and hitting the kitchen floor. Later.
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I was certain I'd be getting to work. Lunch rolled around, I ate, and here I am, just waking. Tested a food, again. No more salsa. Whether it claims sugar or not, all processed probably has it. My blood sugar, with food that usually lowers blood sugar over four to five hours, is 210. No more salsa unless I make it myself, fresh. Perhaps it is the type of tomatoes they use, if I really suspect there is sugar in there.
Anyway, my plans failed. I will try to get cat litter and trash out, and hit the kitchen floor. When, as, if, I can. I was so certain I would get to it. I wonder if the sweet crashed my boat? If I think I was slipping before? I just can't be sure on that. I'll... keep aiming at work.
Oh, something odd? When I bake a potato during the day, it can get up to 76 in here. Even so, I can feel cool to cold. Quite odd. I believe that is from diabetes coming under control. It is amazing. I am wearing layers in the summer. Me? Summer? Is it why my leg has been aching? I have two layers of pajama bottoms, which is helping. It may be from sitting too much, or on top of else. Got to get to swimming.
A few hours to wake, then cat litter, trash, and recycling... if I am not sure that goes out today, it will go at least outside. When I fast, it sure cuts down on the various refuse. After that, sweeping the bathroom and hitting the kitchen floor. Later.
Sunday, June 17, 2018
Naps are awesome!
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Can be. This one definitely was. I went in a bit before 7:00 or up to 8:00, then slept to just now at 10:00 and change, waking immediately and fully. Dreams, gooder, and even better ones. Slept so well I forgot it was a nap! I thought I'd be waking to a new day. Nope, A fresh and top start to 'yesterday'. Which... is fantastic. I think I can work today.
Trash out, cat litter sorted and a partial change, floors and remaining counters plus the stovetop, another hit on the bathroom, plus bedding and laundry? It's the plan. Some of it is catching up, some of it will be getting ahead. Yeah, I am looking forward to work. Just a small bite before digging in, a medium bowl of peanuts.
How much of that will get done is anyone's guess. Sometimes I do more. No further communication from my friend. I am beginning to think he had a few snifters and his thoughts got away with him. No matter, I would like to try to catch up and stay ahead, if that will take outside help. I will see, as with health, what I can do myself, especially as health improves. And, of course, there is always the chance my mother could visit.
Blood sugar went up to 157 before a meal, 168 after a meal, and is at 129 as I wake. Not great but still not bad. Pork ribs, corn, something, and milk for my big meal in a few hours. I really love grilling.
If the world would warm, that would be good too. I need that. A bit of waking first.
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Can be. This one definitely was. I went in a bit before 7:00 or up to 8:00, then slept to just now at 10:00 and change, waking immediately and fully. Dreams, gooder, and even better ones. Slept so well I forgot it was a nap! I thought I'd be waking to a new day. Nope, A fresh and top start to 'yesterday'. Which... is fantastic. I think I can work today.
Trash out, cat litter sorted and a partial change, floors and remaining counters plus the stovetop, another hit on the bathroom, plus bedding and laundry? It's the plan. Some of it is catching up, some of it will be getting ahead. Yeah, I am looking forward to work. Just a small bite before digging in, a medium bowl of peanuts.
How much of that will get done is anyone's guess. Sometimes I do more. No further communication from my friend. I am beginning to think he had a few snifters and his thoughts got away with him. No matter, I would like to try to catch up and stay ahead, if that will take outside help. I will see, as with health, what I can do myself, especially as health improves. And, of course, there is always the chance my mother could visit.
Blood sugar went up to 157 before a meal, 168 after a meal, and is at 129 as I wake. Not great but still not bad. Pork ribs, corn, something, and milk for my big meal in a few hours. I really love grilling.
If the world would warm, that would be good too. I need that. A bit of waking first.
Still with the leg.
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My leg improved, but only yesterday, after starting back on the water pill. Or, more, when it started to do it's job. With the pool drained it is back to being painful. Nothing I have or am doing, except that and the pedicure, have helped, and helped for very short periods. Oh, I said I would get back to lotioning my legs. Maybe that would help? A low slow if constant hard ache. Probably a very mild charliehorse or that is what it brings to mind.
Blood sugar was a little high, at 138. I had two big meals yesterday, foolishly. It got to 161 last night at bedtime. I didn't make it to town, for smaller meal makings. I have some left, but variety is lacking. Today, boring or not, I'll stick to smaller meals, save one. Oh, peanuts and popcorn could mix things up. One large meal and two to four, rarely five, small meals or snacks seems to work for me. BP is middling ugly. Not as high as it got and was going taking medicine wrongly, but not down where it had been. I am chalking this off to my schedule being mixed up, if that isn't fully as bad as medicine being off.
Funny, I didn't think I would be considering 138 as a higher number so soon. I expected that to be out several more weeks, even a month or two, further along. I will make mistakes, I will be trying various foods... perhaps it wasn't the second big meal, but the kefir water? Actually, from experience, I am almost sure of it, though together more so. As well, if kefir water is worth the jump, I may still use it a few times a week, if it is easily recoverable.
Oh, I have milk kefir back on the menu. Believe or else, that stuff is tasty. If raspberry bushes get figured out, the mix would be quite the thing. I don't trust frozen berries without a source, or worse from China. Our FDA is only in play to eliminate American growers, not to ensure quality at all. Do they even actually inspect any imported foods, or are they only in 'the business' of adding expense and shutting down US growers for no good reasons?
Well, on to waking. Sunday already? I am still tired. So cool, and July is speeding at us. Oh well. There are some advantages. I'll figure out what my plans are as I wake. Good morning and day.
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My leg improved, but only yesterday, after starting back on the water pill. Or, more, when it started to do it's job. With the pool drained it is back to being painful. Nothing I have or am doing, except that and the pedicure, have helped, and helped for very short periods. Oh, I said I would get back to lotioning my legs. Maybe that would help? A low slow if constant hard ache. Probably a very mild charliehorse or that is what it brings to mind.
Blood sugar was a little high, at 138. I had two big meals yesterday, foolishly. It got to 161 last night at bedtime. I didn't make it to town, for smaller meal makings. I have some left, but variety is lacking. Today, boring or not, I'll stick to smaller meals, save one. Oh, peanuts and popcorn could mix things up. One large meal and two to four, rarely five, small meals or snacks seems to work for me. BP is middling ugly. Not as high as it got and was going taking medicine wrongly, but not down where it had been. I am chalking this off to my schedule being mixed up, if that isn't fully as bad as medicine being off.
Funny, I didn't think I would be considering 138 as a higher number so soon. I expected that to be out several more weeks, even a month or two, further along. I will make mistakes, I will be trying various foods... perhaps it wasn't the second big meal, but the kefir water? Actually, from experience, I am almost sure of it, though together more so. As well, if kefir water is worth the jump, I may still use it a few times a week, if it is easily recoverable.
Oh, I have milk kefir back on the menu. Believe or else, that stuff is tasty. If raspberry bushes get figured out, the mix would be quite the thing. I don't trust frozen berries without a source, or worse from China. Our FDA is only in play to eliminate American growers, not to ensure quality at all. Do they even actually inspect any imported foods, or are they only in 'the business' of adding expense and shutting down US growers for no good reasons?
Well, on to waking. Sunday already? I am still tired. So cool, and July is speeding at us. Oh well. There are some advantages. I'll figure out what my plans are as I wake. Good morning and day.
Saturday, June 16, 2018
Midday reads.
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BP dropped just a bit. There is one other thing which is different, beside food. I stopped the water pill two days ago. That might be causing the problem. I am, and planned, restarting today. I will find out soon. I won't go on the full dose, may not be going back to full dose. My fluid consumption has tapered, greatly. Blood sugar, two to three hours out from breakfast, is 115. It's... quite good. That IS an aftermeal read, for me.
I am wondering if Youtube is dying, broken, or what. No new pops, no rotations of already watched vids. Stagnant. The random area does change, but offers the same, limited, repeat "new videos". Perhaps that is just for some of us, maybe they are dying. Perhaps the Euro thing has them broken? All I know is my portal is dead. I might as well be looking at a picture. I haven't tried to search, but I was viewing old vids from my blog. That used to jog the flow. Nothing.
I'll have a small meal. Fruit and cottage cheese. I will also try kefir water, this time, as it looks like dairy kefir works. I have one bottle left, more processing. I'll only be drinking a bottle every few days, if I'd like to hit milk kefir nearly daily. I like them both, but think the kefir water is more of a risk to diabetes.
A shower before long. Life is going very well. I am still a bit too tired, if the weather is still a bit too chill. Crazy cool out there. I'll keep at it. If I get nothing done I will stay intent. Yeah, it really is something. It wears me out itself sometimes. I'd best get to medicine, food, a shower and shave, and hopefully more. Have a great morning and day.
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BP dropped just a bit. There is one other thing which is different, beside food. I stopped the water pill two days ago. That might be causing the problem. I am, and planned, restarting today. I will find out soon. I won't go on the full dose, may not be going back to full dose. My fluid consumption has tapered, greatly. Blood sugar, two to three hours out from breakfast, is 115. It's... quite good. That IS an aftermeal read, for me.
I am wondering if Youtube is dying, broken, or what. No new pops, no rotations of already watched vids. Stagnant. The random area does change, but offers the same, limited, repeat "new videos". Perhaps that is just for some of us, maybe they are dying. Perhaps the Euro thing has them broken? All I know is my portal is dead. I might as well be looking at a picture. I haven't tried to search, but I was viewing old vids from my blog. That used to jog the flow. Nothing.
I'll have a small meal. Fruit and cottage cheese. I will also try kefir water, this time, as it looks like dairy kefir works. I have one bottle left, more processing. I'll only be drinking a bottle every few days, if I'd like to hit milk kefir nearly daily. I like them both, but think the kefir water is more of a risk to diabetes.
A shower before long. Life is going very well. I am still a bit too tired, if the weather is still a bit too chill. Crazy cool out there. I'll keep at it. If I get nothing done I will stay intent. Yeah, it really is something. It wears me out itself sometimes. I'd best get to medicine, food, a shower and shave, and hopefully more. Have a great morning and day.
Morning already?
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It is now. I can't be sure when I went to bed. Right around the last post, but the timestamps are often so wrong. Was it 10:00ish, noon, 13:00? I honestly can't recall. I was crashing so hard and fast there was no way to remember. I did a final blood draw, it was 110. I woke a bit before midnight. BP is a bit high, again. I hadn't taken medicines though. Further, I am taking them in my morning, if not the actual morning, which may be part of the problem. No water pill with them, still? Fasting blood sugar is 128.
I will test bp along with waking-fasting blood sugar at 2:00. Not sure what else to call it. I like keeping the night fast going a couple hours into the day, then see what blood sugar does. When it was higher, it almost always dropped. Now it usually drops. I'm not sure what I am looking for. I am... trying to get some idea... of food, body, cycles... a handle, for a better attempt at control.
I may attempt a nap around 4:00. I really want to get to town. Sleep hits so hard and fast, without good cause. It's become a struggle again. After my next tests, I'll make scrambled eggs. Milk and salsa on the side, perhaps a few pieces of bacon to boot. I am hoping to find pudding packs, etc., without predosed sugar. I have several sweeteners with which to experiment. Hmm, perhaps koolade as well? Maybe, as a non-caffinated option? Sure. Though perhaps other drinks as well. Sure, but what? I ought to look up making my own coco mix. If I can get to town. Ugh.
Later.
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The waking-fasting blood sugar is 125. Unchanged as I count things. Breakfast is on. Steak and eggs, rather than bacon. I am having a cup of kefir as well. From limited past experiences, I believe milk kefir might be bad for my blood sugar, short term. I want to explore that more fully. First, I really like the stuff. Second, through fasting I may imperil my gut bugs, the good ones. This stuff will help with that. As well, it is supposed to be better than milk, for diabetics. Oddly, so far, I am not seeing that. Perhaps previous observations were flawed.
My bp is unchanged. Perhaps next time, in four hours. I won't check it after that until bedtime. Perhaps food is the problem?
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It is now. I can't be sure when I went to bed. Right around the last post, but the timestamps are often so wrong. Was it 10:00ish, noon, 13:00? I honestly can't recall. I was crashing so hard and fast there was no way to remember. I did a final blood draw, it was 110. I woke a bit before midnight. BP is a bit high, again. I hadn't taken medicines though. Further, I am taking them in my morning, if not the actual morning, which may be part of the problem. No water pill with them, still? Fasting blood sugar is 128.
I will test bp along with waking-fasting blood sugar at 2:00. Not sure what else to call it. I like keeping the night fast going a couple hours into the day, then see what blood sugar does. When it was higher, it almost always dropped. Now it usually drops. I'm not sure what I am looking for. I am... trying to get some idea... of food, body, cycles... a handle, for a better attempt at control.
I may attempt a nap around 4:00. I really want to get to town. Sleep hits so hard and fast, without good cause. It's become a struggle again. After my next tests, I'll make scrambled eggs. Milk and salsa on the side, perhaps a few pieces of bacon to boot. I am hoping to find pudding packs, etc., without predosed sugar. I have several sweeteners with which to experiment. Hmm, perhaps koolade as well? Maybe, as a non-caffinated option? Sure. Though perhaps other drinks as well. Sure, but what? I ought to look up making my own coco mix. If I can get to town. Ugh.
Later.
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The waking-fasting blood sugar is 125. Unchanged as I count things. Breakfast is on. Steak and eggs, rather than bacon. I am having a cup of kefir as well. From limited past experiences, I believe milk kefir might be bad for my blood sugar, short term. I want to explore that more fully. First, I really like the stuff. Second, through fasting I may imperil my gut bugs, the good ones. This stuff will help with that. As well, it is supposed to be better than milk, for diabetics. Oddly, so far, I am not seeing that. Perhaps previous observations were flawed.
My bp is unchanged. Perhaps next time, in four hours. I won't check it after that until bedtime. Perhaps food is the problem?
Friday, June 15, 2018
I didn't and won't make it.
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Not really a choice. Too tired. It wasn't food. I was too tired befor eating to do almost anything. This is probably the right time to sleep. My leg is killing me on top of everything else. I couldn't get a shower in. Sat, hurt, never really woke. Sleep now. There is tomorrow.
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Not really a choice. Too tired. It wasn't food. I was too tired befor eating to do almost anything. This is probably the right time to sleep. My leg is killing me on top of everything else. I couldn't get a shower in. Sat, hurt, never really woke. Sleep now. There is tomorrow.
Surprising how things turn out.
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Three meals, the first and the last were small, very small. The main meal was large. The thickest steak I carry (1 1/2"), a big potato, a can of corn, and something else. I was pushing. I was hungry. Blood sugar, only two hours after the final small meal, is 124. BP, on the other hand, was 150/94, p. 71. I expected just the opposite.
It is quite good to be caught up on dishes. Now as something gets dirtied I can put soap in a dishpan and let it go until later... or do it right then... which I do mostly with good knives. As well, if I want to change out tea jars, it's immediate. Plus I have clean jars on hand. Life really is easier when you can keep up. It just isn't always a choice... option.
I called my mom, woke her. She is feeling bad. The menu driven register was beyond her, so she walked away from the job. She was feeling low about it. I told her not to worry. I am certain I couldn't do it. It would take a long time to get good. I don't think it helped. Should have suggested that I aced several engineering calculus classes and still couldn't do the register. Still, it doesn't matter. At least I had good health news.
A shower, perhaps a shave, to the post office, then to town. Printing, packages, and just a bit off shopping. I am hoping to find unsweetened pudding and tapioca, perhaps jello. I may call about broth bones, if I don't think there will be fresh available. I can order a large batch however, on their next beef day. Oh, and marrow bones.
I'll do what I can. Not sure I will get much else done. Perhaps setting up the side area water rigging, and getting the lawn set to go tonight, then giving everything a small drink tonight? I may see about hose repair while at things. Sam loves it when I am out there with her, and it's good for me. The cave feels a lot cooler after being outside on top of else. I best close the windows, it was 48-50 F last night. Oh, I best reset an appointment for the next pedicure. Those seriously help.
I'll keep at things, as I may. Be well. Later.
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Three meals, the first and the last were small, very small. The main meal was large. The thickest steak I carry (1 1/2"), a big potato, a can of corn, and something else. I was pushing. I was hungry. Blood sugar, only two hours after the final small meal, is 124. BP, on the other hand, was 150/94, p. 71. I expected just the opposite.
It is quite good to be caught up on dishes. Now as something gets dirtied I can put soap in a dishpan and let it go until later... or do it right then... which I do mostly with good knives. As well, if I want to change out tea jars, it's immediate. Plus I have clean jars on hand. Life really is easier when you can keep up. It just isn't always a choice... option.
I called my mom, woke her. She is feeling bad. The menu driven register was beyond her, so she walked away from the job. She was feeling low about it. I told her not to worry. I am certain I couldn't do it. It would take a long time to get good. I don't think it helped. Should have suggested that I aced several engineering calculus classes and still couldn't do the register. Still, it doesn't matter. At least I had good health news.
A shower, perhaps a shave, to the post office, then to town. Printing, packages, and just a bit off shopping. I am hoping to find unsweetened pudding and tapioca, perhaps jello. I may call about broth bones, if I don't think there will be fresh available. I can order a large batch however, on their next beef day. Oh, and marrow bones.
I'll do what I can. Not sure I will get much else done. Perhaps setting up the side area water rigging, and getting the lawn set to go tonight, then giving everything a small drink tonight? I may see about hose repair while at things. Sam loves it when I am out there with her, and it's good for me. The cave feels a lot cooler after being outside on top of else. I best close the windows, it was 48-50 F last night. Oh, I best reset an appointment for the next pedicure. Those seriously help.
I'll keep at things, as I may. Be well. Later.
Such a strange device.
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The body that is. Blood sugar increased seven points, to 121. That is fine, I suppose. Good enough so that I will eat. Just cottage cheese and pears. Further, I'll prepare for a solid meal later. I just don't know how that does that. It's pulling something from somewhere. It hasn't been fed for twelve to eighteen hours, and days before that. I'm sure it's normal, somehow. But normal doesn't necessarily make direct or simple sense.
On to a few bites and thawing some meat. Later.
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The body that is. Blood sugar increased seven points, to 121. That is fine, I suppose. Good enough so that I will eat. Just cottage cheese and pears. Further, I'll prepare for a solid meal later. I just don't know how that does that. It's pulling something from somewhere. It hasn't been fed for twelve to eighteen hours, and days before that. I'm sure it's normal, somehow. But normal doesn't necessarily make direct or simple sense.
On to a few bites and thawing some meat. Later.
Thursday, June 14, 2018
Wake up!
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We will see. Sleep was as delicious as a cool drought of water on a blisteringly hot day. Needed. I went down just a tidy bit before 17:00 and am waking just now at 23:00. Six hours? Right, but short-timed my last wake time. Fair enough. I dreaded blood draw and stats but got right to them. Fasting blood sugar is 115, bp is 129/91 p. 89... without night meds, which I just took. I... all good. I won't eat until I see where things are in two hours. A few pieces of pear and cottage cheese. I may be able to make puddings, if my artificial sweeteners can be used. I'll... begin experimenting. I need soft foods when coming off longer fasts.
I have been on much higher doses of medicines, of all sorts, for longer periods. The only thing different is fasting and very controlled medication, together. That has to be it. I will hold to what works. Perhaps my heart will improve? Swimming, I have to add that in. Massage didn't seem to be helping this time. I had been doing weekly half hour sessions, not two hourly sessions, when it seemed to work. I have to wonder. I may change that up after I get swimming going. Getting the massage right after the last swim of the week, so as to not have to go out an extra day. I can only try. I am not going strictly for numbers, but also a general improvement.
My left lower leg still has cramping. I may stop the water pill for a day or three. I know that is the problem. I've cut it, slowly, to finally one pill, for the last pill, over the last week. Ugh. Use great caution when playing with chem-tech. I can get away with near murder, prefer not to anymore. I probably moved faster than doctors would suggest, if five times and more slower than usual. Didn't want to bath my legs, torso, and worse lungs. Nasty to breath when lungs are wet. Generally rough when the body swells like a blowfish.
Today. Well, tonight? Possibly food, more cleaning in the kitchen, and bathroom. Perhaps a review of the bedrooms, to begin getting those in order. Back to it as possible. Packages tomorrow morning, early. I'll see when the library opens, be there sharp. Yeah. Later.
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We will see. Sleep was as delicious as a cool drought of water on a blisteringly hot day. Needed. I went down just a tidy bit before 17:00 and am waking just now at 23:00. Six hours? Right, but short-timed my last wake time. Fair enough. I dreaded blood draw and stats but got right to them. Fasting blood sugar is 115, bp is 129/91 p. 89... without night meds, which I just took. I... all good. I won't eat until I see where things are in two hours. A few pieces of pear and cottage cheese. I may be able to make puddings, if my artificial sweeteners can be used. I'll... begin experimenting. I need soft foods when coming off longer fasts.
I have been on much higher doses of medicines, of all sorts, for longer periods. The only thing different is fasting and very controlled medication, together. That has to be it. I will hold to what works. Perhaps my heart will improve? Swimming, I have to add that in. Massage didn't seem to be helping this time. I had been doing weekly half hour sessions, not two hourly sessions, when it seemed to work. I have to wonder. I may change that up after I get swimming going. Getting the massage right after the last swim of the week, so as to not have to go out an extra day. I can only try. I am not going strictly for numbers, but also a general improvement.
My left lower leg still has cramping. I may stop the water pill for a day or three. I know that is the problem. I've cut it, slowly, to finally one pill, for the last pill, over the last week. Ugh. Use great caution when playing with chem-tech. I can get away with near murder, prefer not to anymore. I probably moved faster than doctors would suggest, if five times and more slower than usual. Didn't want to bath my legs, torso, and worse lungs. Nasty to breath when lungs are wet. Generally rough when the body swells like a blowfish.
Today. Well, tonight? Possibly food, more cleaning in the kitchen, and bathroom. Perhaps a review of the bedrooms, to begin getting those in order. Back to it as possible. Packages tomorrow morning, early. I'll see when the library opens, be there sharp. Yeah. Later.
Odd?
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I simply don't understand. Without a single bite, my blood sugar spiked to 136, from 85. That is a 51 point jump, for no reason. I will hold off eating for a bit. I actually may go back to bed for a bit. I pushed too hard in several ways. It has caught up with me. Later.
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I simply don't understand. Without a single bite, my blood sugar spiked to 136, from 85. That is a 51 point jump, for no reason. I will hold off eating for a bit. I actually may go back to bed for a bit. I pushed too hard in several ways. It has caught up with me. Later.
I'll admit it, I was afraid.
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I thought breaking my fast would destroy my numbers. I was sure it would. Which made giving up such an agonizing affair. Oh, I struggled. I also didn't sleep on it as I... worried about going to sleep in my condition. While the numbers were good, the feeling, sense of things, was all wrong. Tres mal. I'll... take risks. Assessed risks, raw risks if my life is considered worth the risk. This was not the latter and my assessment went against... my pride, essentially.
Cottage cheese and pears, then eggs and bacon. It was as soft as I had. I worried about the bacon but couldn't get it out of my head. BACON! No joke, Joe Dokes! I really knew him. Anyway. Food! A joyous yet nearly tearful event. Then I crashed so hard. Needed SLEEP almost as much as food, if I nearly cried myself to sleep. Seriously. If I could have cried.
Down sometime between 10:00 and 11:00, up in the mid region of the 16:00's. Blood and stats immediately, fearfully. Blood sugar is... 85. 85? Okay. BP is... 114/77, p. 91? Well, okay. That's not just good, it's gooder(tm). Pulse is a bit out of trim, but no 145. Ketones remain around 40. I will continue with light foods, small amounts, small bites for this day, maybe tomorrow, the on to two meal daily fasting. I am sure it will all go up. The trick is to wrap food around the numbers, not the other way around. The trick to that is the food goes in before the numbers arrive. Smaller bites.
I want to see my blood sugar non-fasting, in a couple hours. Then I'll have four or five pear parts with an equal amount of cottage cheese. I am hoping it goes up. May eat a bit more if not. It is a bit too close to my safety cuttoff of 70. Wow. I never imagined I would even, ever, be worried about low blood sugar. Certainly not yet. Still, now that I am here, it is all about the food... type, amount, mix... Amen.
Well, God seems to bless this endeavor. If it really is done in His name. Death is not preferred, as well, is what He told me. Not even, or especially not, mine? Aye. His Word begins at home or is not heard at all. So it was heard, so it is done. Amen.
Oh, yeah, I am staying on medicine. Further, regardless of my schedule, I take morning medicine in the a.m., night medicine in the evening. I'm keeping what I learn, learning well what works, and keeping to it as possible. Later.
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I thought breaking my fast would destroy my numbers. I was sure it would. Which made giving up such an agonizing affair. Oh, I struggled. I also didn't sleep on it as I... worried about going to sleep in my condition. While the numbers were good, the feeling, sense of things, was all wrong. Tres mal. I'll... take risks. Assessed risks, raw risks if my life is considered worth the risk. This was not the latter and my assessment went against... my pride, essentially.
Cottage cheese and pears, then eggs and bacon. It was as soft as I had. I worried about the bacon but couldn't get it out of my head. BACON! No joke, Joe Dokes! I really knew him. Anyway. Food! A joyous yet nearly tearful event. Then I crashed so hard. Needed SLEEP almost as much as food, if I nearly cried myself to sleep. Seriously. If I could have cried.
Down sometime between 10:00 and 11:00, up in the mid region of the 16:00's. Blood and stats immediately, fearfully. Blood sugar is... 85. 85? Okay. BP is... 114/77, p. 91? Well, okay. That's not just good, it's gooder(tm). Pulse is a bit out of trim, but no 145. Ketones remain around 40. I will continue with light foods, small amounts, small bites for this day, maybe tomorrow, the on to two meal daily fasting. I am sure it will all go up. The trick is to wrap food around the numbers, not the other way around. The trick to that is the food goes in before the numbers arrive. Smaller bites.
I want to see my blood sugar non-fasting, in a couple hours. Then I'll have four or five pear parts with an equal amount of cottage cheese. I am hoping it goes up. May eat a bit more if not. It is a bit too close to my safety cuttoff of 70. Wow. I never imagined I would even, ever, be worried about low blood sugar. Certainly not yet. Still, now that I am here, it is all about the food... type, amount, mix... Amen.
Well, God seems to bless this endeavor. If it really is done in His name. Death is not preferred, as well, is what He told me. Not even, or especially not, mine? Aye. His Word begins at home or is not heard at all. So it was heard, so it is done. Amen.
Oh, yeah, I am staying on medicine. Further, regardless of my schedule, I take morning medicine in the a.m., night medicine in the evening. I'm keeping what I learn, learning well what works, and keeping to it as possible. Later.
Had to break the fast.
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Something was off. Perhaps I simply wasn't ready. Maybe my health wasn't up to it. Whether the problem was of mind or body I can't say. If a couple of very long days didn't help. I haven't napped yet. I was agonizing over the choice. Today I will eat various small light meals. Tomorrow I will begin daily fasting. I did what I could.
I had hoped to go to the post office. Not today. A nap, I hope, then to town? It's the plan. I can skip the broth, but I will see about fresh bones to make my own. I make wonderful broth, as if it is difficult. Though no bones today. I want them from the butcher. Hmm, could call later. A few things today. Food sure is tasty after a bit without. I'll try to push the envelope more next time.
My friend did get my emails. He's just busy at the moment. I told him to take his time. I still wonder if he was... mistaken about a visit, but who knows. I'd help with travel, as with family, but that may not be the issue. Whatever. I take things as they are, without worry.
Nap time. Later.
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Something was off. Perhaps I simply wasn't ready. Maybe my health wasn't up to it. Whether the problem was of mind or body I can't say. If a couple of very long days didn't help. I haven't napped yet. I was agonizing over the choice. Today I will eat various small light meals. Tomorrow I will begin daily fasting. I did what I could.
I had hoped to go to the post office. Not today. A nap, I hope, then to town? It's the plan. I can skip the broth, but I will see about fresh bones to make my own. I make wonderful broth, as if it is difficult. Though no bones today. I want them from the butcher. Hmm, could call later. A few things today. Food sure is tasty after a bit without. I'll try to push the envelope more next time.
My friend did get my emails. He's just busy at the moment. I told him to take his time. I still wonder if he was... mistaken about a visit, but who knows. I'd help with travel, as with family, but that may not be the issue. Whatever. I take things as they are, without worry.
Nap time. Later.
Yeah. Pretty rough.
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The ketonic helped for a very short time. Feeling pretty rough. Blood sugar and vitals, at 4:00, were better than before, pulse was down to 71. I... wondered, after posting, if that was a fluke read. I did both arms this last time, all good or better. Blood sugar was down to 90, but that is 20 or 30 points before I am hitting trouble. But I am exhausted.
When to call off a fast, why to call it off? Simple exhaustion? But I am often this exhausted without fasting. Blood sugar and the other readings are good. Very low for me, if... I do wonder if things are supposed to be different for my kind. Perhaps, even if that isn't true, my body isn't quite ready for the lower numbers. Or the fasting is getting to me. It definitely is, but is that all?
I got the dripper hose and a sprinkler head out and roughly set up. I will have to see how it works when running to make final adjustments. Both hoses in the area have problems. One has a spray attachment stuck to it. I sprayed it with dw-40. I tried removing it a few times, over time, but had no luck, so far. The other hose has a part of a spigot stuck in it. The repair kit will fix that if my attempts to extract the blockage fails. Still, some of it is ready. It was 48 F, but a pleasant day for even that.
I do believe a nap is in order. I do plan to go to town. Packages, but also broth, several kinds to try. Even if I continue to fast, broth is allowed. But I want some for when breaking my fast as well. Yeah. It will depend how I do when I wake and through the day... if I have been pushing the clock as well as the body. Later.
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The ketonic helped for a very short time. Feeling pretty rough. Blood sugar and vitals, at 4:00, were better than before, pulse was down to 71. I... wondered, after posting, if that was a fluke read. I did both arms this last time, all good or better. Blood sugar was down to 90, but that is 20 or 30 points before I am hitting trouble. But I am exhausted.
When to call off a fast, why to call it off? Simple exhaustion? But I am often this exhausted without fasting. Blood sugar and the other readings are good. Very low for me, if... I do wonder if things are supposed to be different for my kind. Perhaps, even if that isn't true, my body isn't quite ready for the lower numbers. Or the fasting is getting to me. It definitely is, but is that all?
I got the dripper hose and a sprinkler head out and roughly set up. I will have to see how it works when running to make final adjustments. Both hoses in the area have problems. One has a spray attachment stuck to it. I sprayed it with dw-40. I tried removing it a few times, over time, but had no luck, so far. The other hose has a part of a spigot stuck in it. The repair kit will fix that if my attempts to extract the blockage fails. Still, some of it is ready. It was 48 F, but a pleasant day for even that.
I do believe a nap is in order. I do plan to go to town. Packages, but also broth, several kinds to try. Even if I continue to fast, broth is allowed. But I want some for when breaking my fast as well. Yeah. It will depend how I do when I wake and through the day... if I have been pushing the clock as well as the body. Later.
Ugh. Thrice.
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A rough day. Night. Everything is good, fasting is simply taking it's toll. My leg is feeling slightly better. I will continue with the electrolytic juice, and ketone crystals. I will take it now, in case my system decides to... burp the wrong way. It seems to be a fast moving, quickly done, thing. I've never had that problem before. Anyway. I want to be ready to go in the morning. Go? How about leave? Okies.
Blood sugar went up, to 98. Neither good nor bad, as I see things. I checked my bmi, as roughly as that goes. It had been at 35, is now at 30.5. Obesity starts at 30, or once they changed it to add people to the government and medical industrial complex "needs help" list. At least the military industrial complex only screws with volunteers and foreigners.
I won't tinker with the watering. I will set that up in the morning. It got too dark too fast. Moving slowly tonight. Hmm, will add some keto burn juice to the rest, perhaps some oil. Gotta prime the engines sometime. Damn straight. More tea! It might be a wee rough, but I am liking it. Next measurements at 4:00, three and an half hours away.
Blue... always blue.
Even feeling the fast take it's cut, I am pleased enough that I don't mind. If the ketonic (the mix of keto powders, crystals, oil, and tea) works, perhaps I can do some work. The floors need hit, and hard. I fell hard this spring, and blundered worse than usual. I'm hoping to set things square. Life squared is awesome! Later.
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A rough day. Night. Everything is good, fasting is simply taking it's toll. My leg is feeling slightly better. I will continue with the electrolytic juice, and ketone crystals. I will take it now, in case my system decides to... burp the wrong way. It seems to be a fast moving, quickly done, thing. I've never had that problem before. Anyway. I want to be ready to go in the morning. Go? How about leave? Okies.
Blood sugar went up, to 98. Neither good nor bad, as I see things. I checked my bmi, as roughly as that goes. It had been at 35, is now at 30.5. Obesity starts at 30, or once they changed it to add people to the government and medical industrial complex "needs help" list. At least the military industrial complex only screws with volunteers and foreigners.
I won't tinker with the watering. I will set that up in the morning. It got too dark too fast. Moving slowly tonight. Hmm, will add some keto burn juice to the rest, perhaps some oil. Gotta prime the engines sometime. Damn straight. More tea! It might be a wee rough, but I am liking it. Next measurements at 4:00, three and an half hours away.
Blue... always blue.
Even feeling the fast take it's cut, I am pleased enough that I don't mind. If the ketonic (the mix of keto powders, crystals, oil, and tea) works, perhaps I can do some work. The floors need hit, and hard. I fell hard this spring, and blundered worse than usual. I'm hoping to set things square. Life squared is awesome! Later.
Wednesday, June 13, 2018
Brilliant fugue indeed.
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Exhausted, if I could only sleep just eight hours. I will take both humbly, if easily in sucess. I do not claim ownership of these sucesses, handing them and the wisdom which has brought me to this point to Another. It isn't my native will to live which dragged me here. It was His call, and an artificial, initially, transplantation of His will to life, which got me over my failing there. It has taken root, and remains, if never quite mine. A spiritual, or soul, transplant? I think so.
What is this joyous blather concerning? Well, let me tell you. My resting blood sugar is 96. I was hoping that would rise. While that is good, it was not altogether unexpected. I considered that it might jump to the 130's. It does as it will, to some extent. What did amaze, startle, please, were the other readings. Into my fourth day of fasting, second day of taking medication correctly, my blood pressure is 118/86, pulse 87. Wow. I... haven't seen that in... I don't know? Since the Navy? That was my regular then, give or take. Oh, and weighing in at 251.4.
Yes, people, you can. Easy? No. Doable. If I can, weakened, with minimal will power, limited facilities, older, and dead and back three times, at least? It is your choice. I did have failures. Potassium drain could have killed me. I strongly advise medical followups. Let them check your blood and brush your rock and roll hair. Let them advise, but not control. They are a white collar union, and only make money if you are sick. Make them your employee, not boss. Then? Then do what it takes.
It feels like a hangover. Tired, thirsty, bleary-eyed, if no headache. I rarely get headaches though. I'll take the cost for the prices charged, as an old friend might have suggested. I even hit the jars already. They needed another soapy soak, last night. I ran out of time and energy for beyond that. They have been rinsed and set to air dry, plus the dishes in the rack have been put away. The garden watering items have arrived and may be put to use yet tonight. The boxes they arrived in have been broken down.
Oh what a day, what a lovely day! Later.
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Exhausted, if I could only sleep just eight hours. I will take both humbly, if easily in sucess. I do not claim ownership of these sucesses, handing them and the wisdom which has brought me to this point to Another. It isn't my native will to live which dragged me here. It was His call, and an artificial, initially, transplantation of His will to life, which got me over my failing there. It has taken root, and remains, if never quite mine. A spiritual, or soul, transplant? I think so.
What is this joyous blather concerning? Well, let me tell you. My resting blood sugar is 96. I was hoping that would rise. While that is good, it was not altogether unexpected. I considered that it might jump to the 130's. It does as it will, to some extent. What did amaze, startle, please, were the other readings. Into my fourth day of fasting, second day of taking medication correctly, my blood pressure is 118/86, pulse 87. Wow. I... haven't seen that in... I don't know? Since the Navy? That was my regular then, give or take. Oh, and weighing in at 251.4.
Yes, people, you can. Easy? No. Doable. If I can, weakened, with minimal will power, limited facilities, older, and dead and back three times, at least? It is your choice. I did have failures. Potassium drain could have killed me. I strongly advise medical followups. Let them check your blood and brush your rock and roll hair. Let them advise, but not control. They are a white collar union, and only make money if you are sick. Make them your employee, not boss. Then? Then do what it takes.
It feels like a hangover. Tired, thirsty, bleary-eyed, if no headache. I rarely get headaches though. I'll take the cost for the prices charged, as an old friend might have suggested. I even hit the jars already. They needed another soapy soak, last night. I ran out of time and energy for beyond that. They have been rinsed and set to air dry, plus the dishes in the rack have been put away. The garden watering items have arrived and may be put to use yet tonight. The boxes they arrived in have been broken down.
Oh what a day, what a lovely day! Later.
No. If perhaps a better solution.
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I can't believe Kinkos has been out of toner since Friday, and remains without. Seriously? Would I email them what I want printed? No. Too much data, financial and other. I asked about alternatives. The public library, she thought? Thank you, So-and-Whositz (changing the name to protect the guilty, to the Nth). Although if that works out, I'll bet it is cheaper and more sure. Lost a paying customer. I haven't gone before because I suspect I'll have to apply for a card. As a kid I got one, or more (no library sharing programs then), in every town I lived, plus school. Now I prefer to buy. As much because I lose track, lose the loan item, or... such.
It is one of my few options. There is the university library, and the UPS store, if they are less than keen on offering that service. Fair enough. Their business, they know their costs and all. I simply don't know how private their other options are. I prefer as much privacy as possible, as few links between financials, delivery, and seller as I am able. Gotta keep them separated.
I sent another email to my friend. If I hear nothing back by the time I wake, I'll try the other, other, email address. Ugh.
Getting rather worn though. I hate to, but I may call things of shortly. I did scrub the main counters, hit the jars a first go, then reset them. I even scrubbed the drain rack. Sure slowing down. Oh, blood sugar hit 91. Going down a point every four hours, while awake. If I wake feeling funny, I'll eat. Or perhaps drink milk or kefir or fruit and cottage cheese. It's a default if I sense... problems. I've lived on some dangerous ways. I'll hit the jars again, set them to rinse, then sleep. Good night... and day.
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I can't believe Kinkos has been out of toner since Friday, and remains without. Seriously? Would I email them what I want printed? No. Too much data, financial and other. I asked about alternatives. The public library, she thought? Thank you, So-and-Whositz (changing the name to protect the guilty, to the Nth). Although if that works out, I'll bet it is cheaper and more sure. Lost a paying customer. I haven't gone before because I suspect I'll have to apply for a card. As a kid I got one, or more (no library sharing programs then), in every town I lived, plus school. Now I prefer to buy. As much because I lose track, lose the loan item, or... such.
It is one of my few options. There is the university library, and the UPS store, if they are less than keen on offering that service. Fair enough. Their business, they know their costs and all. I simply don't know how private their other options are. I prefer as much privacy as possible, as few links between financials, delivery, and seller as I am able. Gotta keep them separated.
I sent another email to my friend. If I hear nothing back by the time I wake, I'll try the other, other, email address. Ugh.
Getting rather worn though. I hate to, but I may call things of shortly. I did scrub the main counters, hit the jars a first go, then reset them. I even scrubbed the drain rack. Sure slowing down. Oh, blood sugar hit 91. Going down a point every four hours, while awake. If I wake feeling funny, I'll eat. Or perhaps drink milk or kefir or fruit and cottage cheese. It's a default if I sense... problems. I've lived on some dangerous ways. I'll hit the jars again, set them to rinse, then sleep. Good night... and day.
Toils, troubles, and bothers?
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Sure, but those aren't all bad. Seen rightly, they are spices in life, which add contrast, depth, and pop. They are the limits and freedoms which allow perception and understanding to form a cohesive realization upon which a framework for living may be hung, built, designed. It is only from these that virtues may be derived. Even failure, the harshest of all, is simply the finest teacher... if one employs humility, patience, and a few other earned not gifted virtues. Well, that's my story, and I am sticking with it.
Initially could not sleep for the pain. I suspect taking electrolytes and or ketone crystals, to solve that problem, led to minor diarrhea. I wasn't willing to sleep until that settled. It settled within a few hours. By then my window of opportunity for sleep was gone. No major worries. Last time I did this I missed a day of meds. Didn't realize, as it blended nearly seamlessly into one long day, by perception. Not this time. I work hard to take my medicines, now that I can. Not for the docs, for myself.
I have gotten most of the dishes at least started, and reset milk kefir. The only remaining items are a few cast items. They won't need much, but it's... a process. Everything else is soaking or done. Of course, work has slowed to a crawl. I never got a shower. Since I will be up, and out, today, I'd best get to that. I will carry on as if I just woke and my day has only started a bit ago.
No guarantee I will get to town. No promise I will get a shower. Although, through the magic of blogging, I just finished the dishes, save for the cast. I called my doctor's office. Perhaps too early. Or I have been put on the ignore list? I'll call again shortly. Now. Nope, same message. I'm on the official ignore list. I can't access their online connection, my devices don't support it, or, rather, the opposite. I was hoping to schedule an appointment as well as trying to talk to the doctor. Why was he so insistent I contact him, calling twice and sending a letter, but now won't call back? I don't get that. The last blood sugar was 92, if I didn't write it up.
Oh, wait. There is one more batch, of jars. It's in the tub. I flushed some of the old kefir. Wanted those jars soaking immediately, dry kefir is akin to cement. The sinks were full, so I grabbed a dish pan and did them where I could, short story long. No problem, four or five jars and lids. Need to do them to shower, or at least will do them. Oh, and it's the fourth day of fasting, on top of the second of the last three days I'll be pulling, or nearly, a twenty four hour stint. If you are going to pull a gag, make it real, Buster.
Later.
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Sure, but those aren't all bad. Seen rightly, they are spices in life, which add contrast, depth, and pop. They are the limits and freedoms which allow perception and understanding to form a cohesive realization upon which a framework for living may be hung, built, designed. It is only from these that virtues may be derived. Even failure, the harshest of all, is simply the finest teacher... if one employs humility, patience, and a few other earned not gifted virtues. Well, that's my story, and I am sticking with it.
Initially could not sleep for the pain. I suspect taking electrolytes and or ketone crystals, to solve that problem, led to minor diarrhea. I wasn't willing to sleep until that settled. It settled within a few hours. By then my window of opportunity for sleep was gone. No major worries. Last time I did this I missed a day of meds. Didn't realize, as it blended nearly seamlessly into one long day, by perception. Not this time. I work hard to take my medicines, now that I can. Not for the docs, for myself.
I have gotten most of the dishes at least started, and reset milk kefir. The only remaining items are a few cast items. They won't need much, but it's... a process. Everything else is soaking or done. Of course, work has slowed to a crawl. I never got a shower. Since I will be up, and out, today, I'd best get to that. I will carry on as if I just woke and my day has only started a bit ago.
No guarantee I will get to town. No promise I will get a shower. Although, through the magic of blogging, I just finished the dishes, save for the cast. I called my doctor's office. Perhaps too early. Or I have been put on the ignore list? I'll call again shortly. Now. Nope, same message. I'm on the official ignore list. I can't access their online connection, my devices don't support it, or, rather, the opposite. I was hoping to schedule an appointment as well as trying to talk to the doctor. Why was he so insistent I contact him, calling twice and sending a letter, but now won't call back? I don't get that. The last blood sugar was 92, if I didn't write it up.
Oh, wait. There is one more batch, of jars. It's in the tub. I flushed some of the old kefir. Wanted those jars soaking immediately, dry kefir is akin to cement. The sinks were full, so I grabbed a dish pan and did them where I could, short story long. No problem, four or five jars and lids. Need to do them to shower, or at least will do them. Oh, and it's the fourth day of fasting, on top of the second of the last three days I'll be pulling, or nearly, a twenty four hour stint. If you are going to pull a gag, make it real, Buster.
Later.
Can't sleep.
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My lower legs have minor charliehorses. More the left leg, of course. I remembered a mix I have, from more keto focused attempts, as well as to help when fasting, to help with electrolytes which deplete quickly while fasting. Plus, for times when taking minerals just wasn't enough. I took that and ketone crystals while at it. That, according to test strips, is ar 40. I might as well work that angle while fasting.
While awake, plus fasting first thing, I take blood sugar reads every four hours. My last one, at midnight thirty, almost three hours ago, was 98. If I am still up at 4:00 I'll do another. I realize even if the stuff works, it won't work quickly. I need pickle juice for that (seriously). So I'll take aspirin, try to treat the pain for now. On the good side I am getting to the dishes as I had suggested. Oh, and I reset the water kefir. Might hit the milk kefir before the night is over.
Gaming when I have to sit. It's something. No return on my email, if I suspect it went directly to his spam box. Hmm, perhaps he had a snoot when he wrote about visiting, and his intent was marred. I'll send another without a link. Oh, and the other email addy I applied for did go through. The acceptance email... you guessed it? ...went to spam. I may try from that address as well. When all else fails, pull out everything you have and let it rip.
I've been doing dishes, getting and making tea, while writing this. Meaning it is nearly 4:00. Blood sugar is at 93. All is good, but I watch closely. If it dips too much more, or becomes symptomatic of too low of a blood sugar/insulin, I'll break the fast. For longer fasts, I'll start breaking them with broth, then fruit, cottage cheese, and such, then go to solids. Ease back to food. Hmm, need to get broth, then bones to make it correctly, after this fast has ended.
Later, or good night, and morning.
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My lower legs have minor charliehorses. More the left leg, of course. I remembered a mix I have, from more keto focused attempts, as well as to help when fasting, to help with electrolytes which deplete quickly while fasting. Plus, for times when taking minerals just wasn't enough. I took that and ketone crystals while at it. That, according to test strips, is ar 40. I might as well work that angle while fasting.
While awake, plus fasting first thing, I take blood sugar reads every four hours. My last one, at midnight thirty, almost three hours ago, was 98. If I am still up at 4:00 I'll do another. I realize even if the stuff works, it won't work quickly. I need pickle juice for that (seriously). So I'll take aspirin, try to treat the pain for now. On the good side I am getting to the dishes as I had suggested. Oh, and I reset the water kefir. Might hit the milk kefir before the night is over.
Gaming when I have to sit. It's something. No return on my email, if I suspect it went directly to his spam box. Hmm, perhaps he had a snoot when he wrote about visiting, and his intent was marred. I'll send another without a link. Oh, and the other email addy I applied for did go through. The acceptance email... you guessed it? ...went to spam. I may try from that address as well. When all else fails, pull out everything you have and let it rip.
I've been doing dishes, getting and making tea, while writing this. Meaning it is nearly 4:00. Blood sugar is at 93. All is good, but I watch closely. If it dips too much more, or becomes symptomatic of too low of a blood sugar/insulin, I'll break the fast. For longer fasts, I'll start breaking them with broth, then fruit, cottage cheese, and such, then go to solids. Ease back to food. Hmm, need to get broth, then bones to make it correctly, after this fast has ended.
Later, or good night, and morning.
Tuesday, June 12, 2018
Too late? Too much?
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Time will tell. I realized the lawn needed watering. Well, and there were more dishes. Oh, and I haven't showered. So... I got busy. The loads that were in, one got turned over, the other needed another soap cycle. The group that was in the drying rack was put up. And another load is set to a new soak. The front yard got thirty minutes and change. The back is getting it now. The final blood sugar is 110, hunger is becoming less of an issue. It is more like a mild itch that passes, and more when something is done as it rears up.
I hope to cycle two loads through, set up two more, if a shower first. My days are being stretched, but that goes with longer sunny warmer days. I am tied, bound, to this physical system as few others. It is the way of things. The nap helped... or hurt? No, I'd be in bed already, if I had finished my chores earlier. They keep, VA docs, asking what I do all day. Read here. Good or bad, what I do is written. Why not more? Not from lack of want, I'm often stuck. They should be the ones telling me.
Tomorrow should be another busy one. Business, shopping, returns, calls. I didn't water the smaller side yard. I don't have anything that works well to do so. If the shipping data is correct, my gear for that should be in tomorrow. If so, later in the day I will set that up and let it run for an half hour and change, or less. Perhaps just ten minutes if I think there is enough water going down.
I'm getting to things, as I can. Finally. Amen and good night.
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Time will tell. I realized the lawn needed watering. Well, and there were more dishes. Oh, and I haven't showered. So... I got busy. The loads that were in, one got turned over, the other needed another soap cycle. The group that was in the drying rack was put up. And another load is set to a new soak. The front yard got thirty minutes and change. The back is getting it now. The final blood sugar is 110, hunger is becoming less of an issue. It is more like a mild itch that passes, and more when something is done as it rears up.
I hope to cycle two loads through, set up two more, if a shower first. My days are being stretched, but that goes with longer sunny warmer days. I am tied, bound, to this physical system as few others. It is the way of things. The nap helped... or hurt? No, I'd be in bed already, if I had finished my chores earlier. They keep, VA docs, asking what I do all day. Read here. Good or bad, what I do is written. Why not more? Not from lack of want, I'm often stuck. They should be the ones telling me.
Tomorrow should be another busy one. Business, shopping, returns, calls. I didn't water the smaller side yard. I don't have anything that works well to do so. If the shipping data is correct, my gear for that should be in tomorrow. If so, later in the day I will set that up and let it run for an half hour and change, or less. Perhaps just ten minutes if I think there is enough water going down.
I'm getting to things, as I can. Finally. Amen and good night.
Long nap.
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I went down after 10:00, nearly 11:00, woke at 15:00? It was a mower. I was too late to catch him, but got him on the return. Settling accounts and letting him check out a new toy. Oh, and getting help breaking down and removing boxes. Awesome. I can do it, but two makes the job simple. He brought the boat back. I may have to get her out and see what I can do with her.
I also settled accounts for milk and eggs. Milk for the month, eggs for the summer. Little things, if more important to keep up with friends and neighbors, who need, depend on, real, accurate, fair dealings. If I scramble, it is for them first. All good. Oh, I did cut milk and cream, by a third. Still plenty.
I also got my other email account reactivated, then sent an email off. Wow was that difficult. The first tech could not speak or understand English well at all, nor did she understand the system. After... connection troubles, she simply didn't call back, for the fourth time, fifth? Actually, thankfully. I called in again. This time I got someone who could speak, and fix the problem. It still took a bit, but I don't mind. As I went to check my mail I had to wade through a bunch of junk cold sale pitches without a clear way through. NO! I don't want anything! Gah.
I've called my doctor twice. I even suggested he feel free to leave a voice message. Nothing in return. All I want is the a1c, to compare with the VA numbers. It... seems as if he has more to discuss. I'll just have to wait.
That is it for most of today, other than dishes and a shower. It finally heated to 80 or close to it. I needed what of that I could handle. Blood sugar is at 122, I won't bother with bp for a few days, until those meds are given some time to work when taken correctly again. I'm not sure if idiocy is the goal of indoctrination, or a requirement for it. I only know the results.
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I went down after 10:00, nearly 11:00, woke at 15:00? It was a mower. I was too late to catch him, but got him on the return. Settling accounts and letting him check out a new toy. Oh, and getting help breaking down and removing boxes. Awesome. I can do it, but two makes the job simple. He brought the boat back. I may have to get her out and see what I can do with her.
I also settled accounts for milk and eggs. Milk for the month, eggs for the summer. Little things, if more important to keep up with friends and neighbors, who need, depend on, real, accurate, fair dealings. If I scramble, it is for them first. All good. Oh, I did cut milk and cream, by a third. Still plenty.
I also got my other email account reactivated, then sent an email off. Wow was that difficult. The first tech could not speak or understand English well at all, nor did she understand the system. After... connection troubles, she simply didn't call back, for the fourth time, fifth? Actually, thankfully. I called in again. This time I got someone who could speak, and fix the problem. It still took a bit, but I don't mind. As I went to check my mail I had to wade through a bunch of junk cold sale pitches without a clear way through. NO! I don't want anything! Gah.
I've called my doctor twice. I even suggested he feel free to leave a voice message. Nothing in return. All I want is the a1c, to compare with the VA numbers. It... seems as if he has more to discuss. I'll just have to wait.
That is it for most of today, other than dishes and a shower. It finally heated to 80 or close to it. I needed what of that I could handle. Blood sugar is at 122, I won't bother with bp for a few days, until those meds are given some time to work when taken correctly again. I'm not sure if idiocy is the goal of indoctrination, or a requirement for it. I only know the results.
Hitting a wall.
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Is it just the fasting? No, but that adds to it. Whether majority or not is uncertain. It has been hitting the 80's for days, then dropping to the 60's, and much lower. It's not even 60 outside now, with the sun up for several hours, 58 F. It's rough. I don't think it is medicine, though maybe when I go back to bp/heart meds all at night again. Whether it is being washed out, just doesn't work good in the morning, or for whatever cause or reasons, taking carvedilol twice a day simply isn't as effective as double at night.
I am tiring quickly today. Well, there was the twenty three hour stint. That couldn't help. I have dug into dishes. Cleaning tea containers and drink jar, and else, as I go. Two more double loads and I should be done. On top of what is soaking or rinsing. I mean to finish today. What else will be done, and when, is another question. Perhaps a nap would help? If I can sleep. I'm not sure I am that kind of tired.
I was a bit surprised. Blood sugar dropped, two hours after the low fasting draw, to 104. Four hours after that draw and it remains unchanged. BP's have remained... ugly, if not quite ER or doctor ranges. Still, I am going back to my dosing schedule. I may try adding another in the morning, if I can handle it. Worth a shot. Even if most of it washes out, if some remains...
I'll make a call, or three. The doc, about my other email, and Internet and computer access. Perhaps the swimming pool, to check a few things. Not a bad price, if that was correct. Not sure if they have a year pass. Not ready for that, until I see what I would be facing, but worth knowing for consideration. I am fairly sure I can become regular, as long as they don't try to hook me up, and have that all go to hell again. Bleh.
Another load, a nap, then a shower and calls? Sounds like my plan, roughly. Oh, I want to eat, but it isn't hunger, or directly. It is just... habit? Familiar regular behavior that grates when absent? There is hunger, but it is fading. Is this winning? Is it doing what it takes to get ahead? Is it wise? Time will tell. To be honest, I think the reason most medical is against it is because most people can't do it. They only want universal solutions. They can't tell their patients to just shut their piehole occasionally, if that isn't universal, it would work with a majority.
"He wrote "piehole"!" Yep. Later.
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Is it just the fasting? No, but that adds to it. Whether majority or not is uncertain. It has been hitting the 80's for days, then dropping to the 60's, and much lower. It's not even 60 outside now, with the sun up for several hours, 58 F. It's rough. I don't think it is medicine, though maybe when I go back to bp/heart meds all at night again. Whether it is being washed out, just doesn't work good in the morning, or for whatever cause or reasons, taking carvedilol twice a day simply isn't as effective as double at night.
I am tiring quickly today. Well, there was the twenty three hour stint. That couldn't help. I have dug into dishes. Cleaning tea containers and drink jar, and else, as I go. Two more double loads and I should be done. On top of what is soaking or rinsing. I mean to finish today. What else will be done, and when, is another question. Perhaps a nap would help? If I can sleep. I'm not sure I am that kind of tired.
I was a bit surprised. Blood sugar dropped, two hours after the low fasting draw, to 104. Four hours after that draw and it remains unchanged. BP's have remained... ugly, if not quite ER or doctor ranges. Still, I am going back to my dosing schedule. I may try adding another in the morning, if I can handle it. Worth a shot. Even if most of it washes out, if some remains...
I'll make a call, or three. The doc, about my other email, and Internet and computer access. Perhaps the swimming pool, to check a few things. Not a bad price, if that was correct. Not sure if they have a year pass. Not ready for that, until I see what I would be facing, but worth knowing for consideration. I am fairly sure I can become regular, as long as they don't try to hook me up, and have that all go to hell again. Bleh.
Another load, a nap, then a shower and calls? Sounds like my plan, roughly. Oh, I want to eat, but it isn't hunger, or directly. It is just... habit? Familiar regular behavior that grates when absent? There is hunger, but it is fading. Is this winning? Is it doing what it takes to get ahead? Is it wise? Time will tell. To be honest, I think the reason most medical is against it is because most people can't do it. They only want universal solutions. They can't tell their patients to just shut their piehole occasionally, if that isn't universal, it would work with a majority.
"He wrote "piehole"!" Yep. Later.
The third day of fasting.
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With sacrifice comes advantage. Fasting blood sugar is 119. If that isn't the record low since restarting the initiative, it is close, and satisfactory. I checked my blood sugar before bed. It was up to 138. The body just ebbs and wanes. Fasting is going well, no reason to quit it, for now, if I would like to make broth. Not sure I want to do that while fasting though. That close of a proximity to meaty odors for that long might undo me. I might see if I can find unsalted broth, without too much goop, in the stores. I have to go to town, when a printer is available. Or, find a business center which has what I need.
A dream, good one. Nothing fancy. In it I woke beside a good woman. Nothing about sex, just waking up with a woman there, and knowing it was good. If you have a wife, I hope you do that from time to time. A little time with her when she isn't talking. Yeah. :p Yeah, just a pleasant dream.
Dishes are waiting. Hitting them, then resetting, before much else, is my next step. A couple loads, perhaps starting laundry, another shower, gaming, and more local organizing and cleaning. It looks like, even with a return to cool weather, I am back. Oh, and to figure out how to log into my other email, get that going. Business hours required, though, for that. Yeah. Or such. Later.
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With sacrifice comes advantage. Fasting blood sugar is 119. If that isn't the record low since restarting the initiative, it is close, and satisfactory. I checked my blood sugar before bed. It was up to 138. The body just ebbs and wanes. Fasting is going well, no reason to quit it, for now, if I would like to make broth. Not sure I want to do that while fasting though. That close of a proximity to meaty odors for that long might undo me. I might see if I can find unsalted broth, without too much goop, in the stores. I have to go to town, when a printer is available. Or, find a business center which has what I need.
A dream, good one. Nothing fancy. In it I woke beside a good woman. Nothing about sex, just waking up with a woman there, and knowing it was good. If you have a wife, I hope you do that from time to time. A little time with her when she isn't talking. Yeah. :p Yeah, just a pleasant dream.
Dishes are waiting. Hitting them, then resetting, before much else, is my next step. A couple loads, perhaps starting laundry, another shower, gaming, and more local organizing and cleaning. It looks like, even with a return to cool weather, I am back. Oh, and to figure out how to log into my other email, get that going. Business hours required, though, for that. Yeah. Or such. Later.
Monday, June 11, 2018
An hour off.
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One more hour, give or take, and I would have been awake for twenty four hours.
I made it, with packages, but the printer was down. Out of toner? Wow. So I couldn't do the returns. I'll call tomorrow. I also found a number for the pool. Not sure about it though. It looks like they only have one swim time in the winter, from 5:00 to 6:30? I... that's a harsh time on top of the limited access. Even summers are fairly limited. Perhaps I can get into it in the summer then find another place for the winter. If I will call, check.
The pedicure was quite good. My pinky toe had been bothering me still. Not anymore. It is very good to walk without pain. Blood sugar went up to 134. It's trending way down. Bedtime, good night.
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One more hour, give or take, and I would have been awake for twenty four hours.
I made it, with packages, but the printer was down. Out of toner? Wow. So I couldn't do the returns. I'll call tomorrow. I also found a number for the pool. Not sure about it though. It looks like they only have one swim time in the winter, from 5:00 to 6:30? I... that's a harsh time on top of the limited access. Even summers are fairly limited. Perhaps I can get into it in the summer then find another place for the winter. If I will call, check.
The pedicure was quite good. My pinky toe had been bothering me still. Not anymore. It is very good to walk without pain. Blood sugar went up to 134. It's trending way down. Bedtime, good night.
A bit done.
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No more, except to look for a better box for some of the returns. I got out to set up the sprinklers. The front yard and wider side yard are set, which is all the outlets I have. The backyard will have to wait, as will the veggie side patch. I gave up finding drip hose for that in town. I ordered that online. No choice. Four stores, some of them several times, were visited in search of that. Other things were also ordered, which could not be found... sprinkler heads, garden hose repair parts, and such. Can't say I didn't try.
I also looked over the plants out there. Looking really good. I also pulled lower leaves from the jerusalem artichokes. Heard tell it helps them grow taller, and produce better. I picked up a few branches if what it really needs is raked. I need to get out more. If I'm not crashed or crashing, I seem busy catching up from those. Still, I'll try.
There are a few things I can do. Call about swimming and the dumpster. Looking up the numbers, anyway. It's a bad time to try calling. Oh, surprised that it was only in the low 60's F. A good day to be out.
Blood sugar is 114. I am in light ketosis, 15 or so. Later.
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No more, except to look for a better box for some of the returns. I got out to set up the sprinklers. The front yard and wider side yard are set, which is all the outlets I have. The backyard will have to wait, as will the veggie side patch. I gave up finding drip hose for that in town. I ordered that online. No choice. Four stores, some of them several times, were visited in search of that. Other things were also ordered, which could not be found... sprinkler heads, garden hose repair parts, and such. Can't say I didn't try.
I also looked over the plants out there. Looking really good. I also pulled lower leaves from the jerusalem artichokes. Heard tell it helps them grow taller, and produce better. I picked up a few branches if what it really needs is raked. I need to get out more. If I'm not crashed or crashing, I seem busy catching up from those. Still, I'll try.
There are a few things I can do. Call about swimming and the dumpster. Looking up the numbers, anyway. It's a bad time to try calling. Oh, surprised that it was only in the low 60's F. A good day to be out.
Blood sugar is 114. I am in light ketosis, 15 or so. Later.
Better than planned.
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I... didn't want to mess with the Duluth returns. The belt was sitting right in front of me. I saw it, but thought it was the old belt. Yeah, they hold up that well. It is just that returns have been brutal. When I realized the belt was right there, I couldn't procrastinate further. I found the rest, checked for a return label which was included, and set it up. Not UPS? Cool, I had to go to the post office to keep my box anyway... I even found one of the forms I had filled out, so no third form! I try, asleep, mostly, much of the time.
A shower and shave. A call to my personal doc, he was with a patient. Then to the post. Everything worked. Fast, simple, right. Life is good when it all works. I need to get labels printed next, then packages returned. But that will be later, nearer my appointment. I just can't make two trips to town, especially having awaken at 20:00 or so. It will end up being a 24 hour day, so be it.
Blood sugar was down to 115 at 8:00. I may do more dishes. Forgot to sweep, but finally shaved. I'll take that trade. It is now about keeping going to finish out the returns and get the pedicure. I may be doing enough better that I can return to taking care of my feet again. They remain vastly improved but are slipping. It is quite a thing, remaining intact well beyond the imminence of the grave... even the fact of it a few times. What else have I to do? If I could just... wake up!
Later.
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I... didn't want to mess with the Duluth returns. The belt was sitting right in front of me. I saw it, but thought it was the old belt. Yeah, they hold up that well. It is just that returns have been brutal. When I realized the belt was right there, I couldn't procrastinate further. I found the rest, checked for a return label which was included, and set it up. Not UPS? Cool, I had to go to the post office to keep my box anyway... I even found one of the forms I had filled out, so no third form! I try, asleep, mostly, much of the time.
A shower and shave. A call to my personal doc, he was with a patient. Then to the post. Everything worked. Fast, simple, right. Life is good when it all works. I need to get labels printed next, then packages returned. But that will be later, nearer my appointment. I just can't make two trips to town, especially having awaken at 20:00 or so. It will end up being a 24 hour day, so be it.
Blood sugar was down to 115 at 8:00. I may do more dishes. Forgot to sweep, but finally shaved. I'll take that trade. It is now about keeping going to finish out the returns and get the pedicure. I may be doing enough better that I can return to taking care of my feet again. They remain vastly improved but are slipping. It is quite a thing, remaining intact well beyond the imminence of the grave... even the fact of it a few times. What else have I to do? If I could just... wake up!
Later.
Getting things done.
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Two fresh loads of dishes through. Plus what was left from last night. Another couple of loads soaking. I'm using both sides for washing, rinsing just works out as it will. The good thing about fasting is there are no dishes being used in the meanwhile. All save a load in the drying rack, the vast majority have been dried and put up. A goodly bit more to go, but I am well on the way. And with disposable glasses and paper plates back in stock, I won't be falling behind. Especially grilling most meals.
Three groups of return packages have been roughly organized. Just the belts to Duluth Trader need to be hearded, paperworked, and packaged. I showed one belt to visitors, now can't find it. I just can't recall where I set it. I think I'll send the pants back. Too thin. I'll try Cabela's new jeans. I'll bet they are woman type thin too. Cheap, only they cost more. Gah!
I best get a shower, shave. I have something bright and early. Then something later, plus packages and getting labels printed first. It will be a long day. Already has been a long day. Hmm, might sweep the bathroom before showering. It is truly a busy day. I'll definitely be ready for sleep tonight. Best set the hoses up for the lawn, and side area. I need a good timer.
Fasting has gotten a bit more difficult. A hunger knot has developed. It is nothing which will throw me off as is. If I can hold on a few more days, that will pass. I am out of broth. I may order a few more steaks and broth bones, maybe several different sorts... beef, lamb, pork... try a medley. Blood sugar was 130 at 4:00. I won't test again until 8:00, or is mere obsession. BP is ranging higher and higher. I am beginning to think the doc was wrong about splitting medicine instead of taking it all at night. Why are they always so insistently wrong. I'll give it afew more days, but it is getting up to the ER levels, when it had been coming down with regular dosing. I am believing they mean to be wrong.
VA doc wouldn't give me diabetes testing material, so for that I am still on my own. Nothing new. Then again, they had started sending me stuff that didn't work. Trying to tell me it was my fault. Odd how stuff I buy works? Yeah.
Later.
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Two fresh loads of dishes through. Plus what was left from last night. Another couple of loads soaking. I'm using both sides for washing, rinsing just works out as it will. The good thing about fasting is there are no dishes being used in the meanwhile. All save a load in the drying rack, the vast majority have been dried and put up. A goodly bit more to go, but I am well on the way. And with disposable glasses and paper plates back in stock, I won't be falling behind. Especially grilling most meals.
Three groups of return packages have been roughly organized. Just the belts to Duluth Trader need to be hearded, paperworked, and packaged. I showed one belt to visitors, now can't find it. I just can't recall where I set it. I think I'll send the pants back. Too thin. I'll try Cabela's new jeans. I'll bet they are woman type thin too. Cheap, only they cost more. Gah!
I best get a shower, shave. I have something bright and early. Then something later, plus packages and getting labels printed first. It will be a long day. Already has been a long day. Hmm, might sweep the bathroom before showering. It is truly a busy day. I'll definitely be ready for sleep tonight. Best set the hoses up for the lawn, and side area. I need a good timer.
Fasting has gotten a bit more difficult. A hunger knot has developed. It is nothing which will throw me off as is. If I can hold on a few more days, that will pass. I am out of broth. I may order a few more steaks and broth bones, maybe several different sorts... beef, lamb, pork... try a medley. Blood sugar was 130 at 4:00. I won't test again until 8:00, or is mere obsession. BP is ranging higher and higher. I am beginning to think the doc was wrong about splitting medicine instead of taking it all at night. Why are they always so insistently wrong. I'll give it afew more days, but it is getting up to the ER levels, when it had been coming down with regular dosing. I am believing they mean to be wrong.
VA doc wouldn't give me diabetes testing material, so for that I am still on my own. Nothing new. Then again, they had started sending me stuff that didn't work. Trying to tell me it was my fault. Odd how stuff I buy works? Yeah.
Later.
Sunday, June 10, 2018
Waking with intent.
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First things first. Fasting blood sugar is 159. BP is mildly ugly, the left arm and right arm disagreeing how it is ugly. The better pulse was 78, the stupid one was nine points higher. I expect blood sugar to drop, rise, then drop. Several times if I were to test as I did yesterday. There is almost a pattern. Just three more tests today and for the rest of the days of fasting.
Fasting is going well. Every once in a while I smell food. Just a scent on the air. Popcorn, and some family's dinner a bit later, yesterday. Strangely it wasn't a test to my will, merely an appreciative encounter. Fasting is much easier this time, as in simple. I think my recent attempts at both daily and multiday fasting, even the failures, have prepared me. If the a1c number adds incentive.
I am cutting the dose of water pill for a bit. My lower left leg is still in a mild cramped state. It is better, but a bit of babying, the extra minerals, and some time on less furosemide should help. Once clear, as long as I continue the minerals, it should be good. Hmm, perhaps warm socks? It has cooled. I looked a bit before this post, and I think it was in the low 50's? Crazy, but not terrible, from the biological perspective. Might make for a rough growing season. And, odd as I might seem, I am on the cowboys' side.
Packages prepped for returns, more dishes, laundry, the bathroom, a shower... oh, trash and recycling. Plus more clearing around me, some of when I must sit, plus beginning shredding. I can't do everything, but perhaps much of this. Prioritize. Packages first. Then a shower, probably shave. Then the rest as possible. Oh, but socks, wool, knee high, now. Then to game to attempt to wake. Later.
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First things first. Fasting blood sugar is 159. BP is mildly ugly, the left arm and right arm disagreeing how it is ugly. The better pulse was 78, the stupid one was nine points higher. I expect blood sugar to drop, rise, then drop. Several times if I were to test as I did yesterday. There is almost a pattern. Just three more tests today and for the rest of the days of fasting.
Fasting is going well. Every once in a while I smell food. Just a scent on the air. Popcorn, and some family's dinner a bit later, yesterday. Strangely it wasn't a test to my will, merely an appreciative encounter. Fasting is much easier this time, as in simple. I think my recent attempts at both daily and multiday fasting, even the failures, have prepared me. If the a1c number adds incentive.
I am cutting the dose of water pill for a bit. My lower left leg is still in a mild cramped state. It is better, but a bit of babying, the extra minerals, and some time on less furosemide should help. Once clear, as long as I continue the minerals, it should be good. Hmm, perhaps warm socks? It has cooled. I looked a bit before this post, and I think it was in the low 50's? Crazy, but not terrible, from the biological perspective. Might make for a rough growing season. And, odd as I might seem, I am on the cowboys' side.
Packages prepped for returns, more dishes, laundry, the bathroom, a shower... oh, trash and recycling. Plus more clearing around me, some of when I must sit, plus beginning shredding. I can't do everything, but perhaps much of this. Prioritize. Packages first. Then a shower, probably shave. Then the rest as possible. Oh, but socks, wool, knee high, now. Then to game to attempt to wake. Later.
Not as fast as hoped.
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Not terrible either. I've been down for a bit. It takes a while to regain my footing. The toilet was washed, which dampened the floor, so I'll hold off sweeping until that dries. I did take the laundry from there to the washroom. I did about half the dishes intended. I reset the rinse and will finish those shortly. Then set another load to a soapy soak. While being on my feet too long isn't working, I can and have been working on little things nearby.
Blood sugar has gone up to 128. The meter first changed code and read 132. With the code being wrong, I reset and tested again. Very strange. I won't be getting to the bedrooms tonight. I am happy with what is happening. Picking up the pace, I hope and soon, might see some real progress.
I am a bit surprised. At a bit after 8:00, when I checked, it was 48 F outside. I've closed everything down. That's been doing well for keeping the cave cooler. I don't believe I'll be using the upstairs ac quite yet. I will be using the one in the bedroom. No choice, unless I can switch days and nights. Soon, maybe. If... well... soon and for as lasting as possible. Beating a dead horse has never really worked.
A bit of Internet stuff, then to dishes, perhaps the bathroom. Later. Perhaps good night.
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Not terrible either. I've been down for a bit. It takes a while to regain my footing. The toilet was washed, which dampened the floor, so I'll hold off sweeping until that dries. I did take the laundry from there to the washroom. I did about half the dishes intended. I reset the rinse and will finish those shortly. Then set another load to a soapy soak. While being on my feet too long isn't working, I can and have been working on little things nearby.
Blood sugar has gone up to 128. The meter first changed code and read 132. With the code being wrong, I reset and tested again. Very strange. I won't be getting to the bedrooms tonight. I am happy with what is happening. Picking up the pace, I hope and soon, might see some real progress.
I am a bit surprised. At a bit after 8:00, when I checked, it was 48 F outside. I've closed everything down. That's been doing well for keeping the cave cooler. I don't believe I'll be using the upstairs ac quite yet. I will be using the one in the bedroom. No choice, unless I can switch days and nights. Soon, maybe. If... well... soon and for as lasting as possible. Beating a dead horse has never really worked.
A bit of Internet stuff, then to dishes, perhaps the bathroom. Later. Perhaps good night.
Bits, parts, pieces.
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More sorting. Something found that was thought lost. For a while I lost so much weight or size my chastity ring fell off. I didn't know if it was indoors or out, though I had been to town quite a bit in that time, and was working outdoors often. Good to have. It doesn't carry my conviction, only signifies my time. Bought around the ten year mark, give or take a few years. Must be nearing the fifteen year mark, plus or minus a few. My last would know. It has not been an easy thing. I almost like women and their... peculiar... oddities.
Bits of stuff is being sorted for saving, shredding, or direct disposal. It's a pretty quick process, the volume is the bottleneck. Oh, I finally reordered silverware, so pulled reserves. I keep 'losing' pieces. I didn't 'lose' a single piece in five years in Iowa. Dishes were washed, are rinsing. One wash was enough. Easy, actually. I'll hit them again before gaming. It'll knock those out, so I'll set up a brand new double batch. I think I'll get to the bathroom, and maybe yet asses the bedrooms... do a bit but more draft a plan of attack. Put it all in one room, then figure out what where? I really have to push.
I have figured a way to send an email but it has to wait for Monday. I absolutely have to be up and going Monday, for at least two other vital reasons. Add another to the list. It's a lousy game, perpetually behind the eightball. But that is what being disabled and hated grants. Some of it deserved, until it becomes self-inflicted. Some of it not. It is the way of it. I... don't even know if life would make sense to me without it. I'd sure like to find out, but that will never be. At least this one is my fault. Even filled paperwork out twice, if I... have no idea where either form got.
Blood sugar finally dropped. It took a full day and night of sleep, but it is down to 138. Ugh. That was like pulling teeth. I was beginning to think my tea had been spiked. Fasting is much easier today. I may be able to do a longer fast. Perhaps much longer. If so, I'll cut testing to four times a day, unless I get 'that feeling'. The shakes, cold sweats, heart weirdness, etc., which comes from low blood sugar at 60, perhaps starting at 70? Only had that once, on insulin, though. I doubt if my body will go that low on it's own. I used to starve for weeks, never had that. If I can go five, I might try two weeks... with a close watch on things.
Funny, they don't believe any of this, officially. Just can't get over they were so horribly gullible to a false diagnosis from the Navy. People are going to burn for what they did, and continue to try to do. Go gaslight yourself, I am out of your grasp.
Now to hit the dishes, start the bathroom, then game a bit. Later.
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More sorting. Something found that was thought lost. For a while I lost so much weight or size my chastity ring fell off. I didn't know if it was indoors or out, though I had been to town quite a bit in that time, and was working outdoors often. Good to have. It doesn't carry my conviction, only signifies my time. Bought around the ten year mark, give or take a few years. Must be nearing the fifteen year mark, plus or minus a few. My last would know. It has not been an easy thing. I almost like women and their... peculiar... oddities.
Bits of stuff is being sorted for saving, shredding, or direct disposal. It's a pretty quick process, the volume is the bottleneck. Oh, I finally reordered silverware, so pulled reserves. I keep 'losing' pieces. I didn't 'lose' a single piece in five years in Iowa. Dishes were washed, are rinsing. One wash was enough. Easy, actually. I'll hit them again before gaming. It'll knock those out, so I'll set up a brand new double batch. I think I'll get to the bathroom, and maybe yet asses the bedrooms... do a bit but more draft a plan of attack. Put it all in one room, then figure out what where? I really have to push.
I have figured a way to send an email but it has to wait for Monday. I absolutely have to be up and going Monday, for at least two other vital reasons. Add another to the list. It's a lousy game, perpetually behind the eightball. But that is what being disabled and hated grants. Some of it deserved, until it becomes self-inflicted. Some of it not. It is the way of it. I... don't even know if life would make sense to me without it. I'd sure like to find out, but that will never be. At least this one is my fault. Even filled paperwork out twice, if I... have no idea where either form got.
Blood sugar finally dropped. It took a full day and night of sleep, but it is down to 138. Ugh. That was like pulling teeth. I was beginning to think my tea had been spiked. Fasting is much easier today. I may be able to do a longer fast. Perhaps much longer. If so, I'll cut testing to four times a day, unless I get 'that feeling'. The shakes, cold sweats, heart weirdness, etc., which comes from low blood sugar at 60, perhaps starting at 70? Only had that once, on insulin, though. I doubt if my body will go that low on it's own. I used to starve for weeks, never had that. If I can go five, I might try two weeks... with a close watch on things.
Funny, they don't believe any of this, officially. Just can't get over they were so horribly gullible to a false diagnosis from the Navy. People are going to burn for what they did, and continue to try to do. Go gaslight yourself, I am out of your grasp.
Now to hit the dishes, start the bathroom, then game a bit. Later.
Making it back to terra firma.
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Literally and figuratively. Playing, well, Doom. Uhrm, no reference back to the music from the recent dream, mind you. The console game. The newest version. Which is either based 140 million light years, as miles wouldn't be far enough?, away, or crossing dimensions into hell. As well, I did a bit of work, after setting up medicines. I think the heat is thawing me out of my mini iceage hell. Was quite stuck. Picking up around my chair. Then setting up dishes while eyeing the bathroom for a solid hit. And, well, giving the old stink-eye to... well... the whole rest of the joint. It will take some work. It might be doable.
After the dishes soaking, whether they need washed twice or not, I'll tackle the bathroom. I think I can finish it tonight. Easily if this feeling, sense of being alive, remains. Then a shower. If I have more, I may hit my room and the spare room... beginning to square those. I expect one, perhaps two, visits this summer. If it goes well, perhaps more, from others, in the future. Yeah, I need to try. What is it about striking while the iron is hot? And it is only going to get hotter.
I need to call about a bin, or figure out some other means of dumping a lot of stuff. Hmm, metals... I know where those could go. I really need a wagon for my mower. It would make a lot of things a lot easier. The thing is all the sorting first! If I can push, perhaps in a week or two I could be ready for a container. It would probably be a useless expense unless I could get it for just the price of pickups? I will look that up now.
Windy, outside, but not as cool. I am guessing cooler nights are gone. Probably the low 50's, when luck holds. Rarer as summer ascends. Eventually 70's, or was that a particularly hot summer? No complaints. I am enjoying this early part of summer. If I can just barter that into real work. I've got to kill it. I want visitors, ones who wouldn't mind returning. Even bachelor friends have limits.
Blood sugar has been annoying. Starting at 195, it moved on to 218, 211, and now 173. I am fasting, I remind. BP is higher, worst I've seen it since the emergency room, if pulse is good. I did begin calcium, magnesium, zinc, and super b complex, but that shouldn't do it? Gaming, but I often game and it doesn't do that. Not sure. I'm taking a double dose of vitamins and minerals today. I am certain they are really low. Potassium was good, so my dose with outflows is good. But the cramping was bad until Desert Cat let me in on that hot tip, at least of taking minerals. I've just slipped a bit lately. Taking meds has been about it. Oh, couldn't find my multivitamins, so have those four in daily for the next two weeks. Should have my regulars back in stock, or found, by then.
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Literally and figuratively. Playing, well, Doom. Uhrm, no reference back to the music from the recent dream, mind you. The console game. The newest version. Which is either based 140 million light years, as miles wouldn't be far enough?, away, or crossing dimensions into hell. As well, I did a bit of work, after setting up medicines. I think the heat is thawing me out of my mini iceage hell. Was quite stuck. Picking up around my chair. Then setting up dishes while eyeing the bathroom for a solid hit. And, well, giving the old stink-eye to... well... the whole rest of the joint. It will take some work. It might be doable.
After the dishes soaking, whether they need washed twice or not, I'll tackle the bathroom. I think I can finish it tonight. Easily if this feeling, sense of being alive, remains. Then a shower. If I have more, I may hit my room and the spare room... beginning to square those. I expect one, perhaps two, visits this summer. If it goes well, perhaps more, from others, in the future. Yeah, I need to try. What is it about striking while the iron is hot? And it is only going to get hotter.
I need to call about a bin, or figure out some other means of dumping a lot of stuff. Hmm, metals... I know where those could go. I really need a wagon for my mower. It would make a lot of things a lot easier. The thing is all the sorting first! If I can push, perhaps in a week or two I could be ready for a container. It would probably be a useless expense unless I could get it for just the price of pickups? I will look that up now.
Windy, outside, but not as cool. I am guessing cooler nights are gone. Probably the low 50's, when luck holds. Rarer as summer ascends. Eventually 70's, or was that a particularly hot summer? No complaints. I am enjoying this early part of summer. If I can just barter that into real work. I've got to kill it. I want visitors, ones who wouldn't mind returning. Even bachelor friends have limits.
Blood sugar has been annoying. Starting at 195, it moved on to 218, 211, and now 173. I am fasting, I remind. BP is higher, worst I've seen it since the emergency room, if pulse is good. I did begin calcium, magnesium, zinc, and super b complex, but that shouldn't do it? Gaming, but I often game and it doesn't do that. Not sure. I'm taking a double dose of vitamins and minerals today. I am certain they are really low. Potassium was good, so my dose with outflows is good. But the cramping was bad until Desert Cat let me in on that hot tip, at least of taking minerals. I've just slipped a bit lately. Taking meds has been about it. Oh, couldn't find my multivitamins, so have those four in daily for the next two weeks. Should have my regulars back in stock, or found, by then.
Saturday, June 9, 2018
Fasting, and email problems.
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I have no idea when I went to bed. I woke around 15:00. Blood sugar was 195, has since climbed to 218 for no good reason. It was down to 145 yesterday, between meals. No, I don't understand. No food today or tomorrow, if plans follow. Perhaps longer if possible. If I can fast for five days I will. I'll just have to crack down. As I have brought bp down, and am bringing blood sugar down, I will bring my a1c down. BP was good, enough.
I received great news. An old friend sent an email saying he would like to visit. He was a neighbor physics grad student when I was in engineering school. We split a ranch. He mowed for a meal or two a week. We used to... butt heads on everything. Not quite Archie and Meathead, both of the conservative side, both going more conservative, just at different places and at various speeds... uhrm, velocities. :p
Anyway... the one time in years I have needed gmail it fails. Says something about not being able to confirm the host. He has the same domain, is it, since then, perhaps back to high school. Their suggested fix? Contact the sender to have them go to a link and figure it out. It's my only contact point. I checked a number I had, but nope. He must have changed it, or lost it while figuring out finances after school. I tried to look him up. May have found him, but no new or local number.
I even tried to create new email accounts, but no. I'll figure something out. Apparently he doesn't read here anymore, if he ever did? If you do, just talk in the comments, B. Dratted drats. I was going to warn him about the dry heat. He lived in L.V. for a goodly spell, no need. I'll figure something out shortly.
I'll have to get cracking on the cave and my guns. For an academic he was alright. We used to do scotch if we have both at least cut way back. A few shots a month, mostly. Not even every month. He might be interested in boating, and seeing the valley and canyons, a bit anyway. I've been itching to get out, just can't do it for myself.
Oh, I best get vitamins going. While the water pills are keeping my lungs dry, they are also washing a lot of stuff out, minerals... the electrolytes... which leads to leg cramps. While it isn't causing spasms, it has become a near permanent ache from a mild charliehorse, in my left lower leg, mostly below the calf. Yeah.
It got at least into the low 80's F, remaining much cooler in here. It is almost time to start the ac upstairs. Just a few hours in the morning, perhaps, if I'll hold off for a bit. It is getting as low as the low 40's at night. Opening it all up helps, just have to close it all before noon, earlier now probably. Hmm, running just the fan upstairs, at night, might be good. But it's a memory and physical effort issue to mess with it every day. Perhaps another timer?
I best get to something. Perhaps start cleaning, get returns together and set to go, and shower? In a bit. I'll look for vitamins, try to get that all set up first. Later.
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I have no idea when I went to bed. I woke around 15:00. Blood sugar was 195, has since climbed to 218 for no good reason. It was down to 145 yesterday, between meals. No, I don't understand. No food today or tomorrow, if plans follow. Perhaps longer if possible. If I can fast for five days I will. I'll just have to crack down. As I have brought bp down, and am bringing blood sugar down, I will bring my a1c down. BP was good, enough.
I received great news. An old friend sent an email saying he would like to visit. He was a neighbor physics grad student when I was in engineering school. We split a ranch. He mowed for a meal or two a week. We used to... butt heads on everything. Not quite Archie and Meathead, both of the conservative side, both going more conservative, just at different places and at various speeds... uhrm, velocities. :p
Anyway... the one time in years I have needed gmail it fails. Says something about not being able to confirm the host. He has the same domain, is it, since then, perhaps back to high school. Their suggested fix? Contact the sender to have them go to a link and figure it out. It's my only contact point. I checked a number I had, but nope. He must have changed it, or lost it while figuring out finances after school. I tried to look him up. May have found him, but no new or local number.
I even tried to create new email accounts, but no. I'll figure something out. Apparently he doesn't read here anymore, if he ever did? If you do, just talk in the comments, B. Dratted drats. I was going to warn him about the dry heat. He lived in L.V. for a goodly spell, no need. I'll figure something out shortly.
I'll have to get cracking on the cave and my guns. For an academic he was alright. We used to do scotch if we have both at least cut way back. A few shots a month, mostly. Not even every month. He might be interested in boating, and seeing the valley and canyons, a bit anyway. I've been itching to get out, just can't do it for myself.
Oh, I best get vitamins going. While the water pills are keeping my lungs dry, they are also washing a lot of stuff out, minerals... the electrolytes... which leads to leg cramps. While it isn't causing spasms, it has become a near permanent ache from a mild charliehorse, in my left lower leg, mostly below the calf. Yeah.
It got at least into the low 80's F, remaining much cooler in here. It is almost time to start the ac upstairs. Just a few hours in the morning, perhaps, if I'll hold off for a bit. It is getting as low as the low 40's at night. Opening it all up helps, just have to close it all before noon, earlier now probably. Hmm, running just the fan upstairs, at night, might be good. But it's a memory and physical effort issue to mess with it every day. Perhaps another timer?
I best get to something. Perhaps start cleaning, get returns together and set to go, and shower? In a bit. I'll look for vitamins, try to get that all set up first. Later.
Always something.
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Boiled eggs, belt sizes, returns, towels, and more?
I do like boiled eggs. Often tricky to get just right. A bit trickier when of different sizes. Yet so much better home raised. Only nine fit in the pan I grabbed. I'll fry the rest shortly. I even got them semi-hard boiled, how I prefer them. Questionable? Are you nuts? If you eat runny yolks (which I always do), that yolk is more undercooked. Anyway, I am definitely enjoying country living. I am cutting back on milk, but I enjoyed going long on that for a while.
As to belts? A size up is what I was supposed to order. My bad. And, no. There is no wiggle room. I'll try the jeans before returning, just in case they don't fit. One return if possible. I have so many returns I am choking. Some might have timed out. I'll find out soon enough.
Oh, the towels which didn't impress me? By eyes, no. In practice? Absolutely wonderful! I can admit when I was wrong. Thankfully I don't have to eat crow anyplace but here. Beyond truly being plush and absorbent, they are massive. At least 25% bigger than my old bath sheets. Like a million bucks. They don't look it though. I might get a shower tonight just to use one again.
I do need to get vitamins going again. Cramps. Legs. The water pills drain harshly. A daily multi, plus the major minerals boosted three days a week. While I am doing exceptionally well with medicine, I never did find and refill vitamins. I need to refill everything again, again, so now would be a good time.
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Boiled eggs, belt sizes, returns, towels, and more?
I do like boiled eggs. Often tricky to get just right. A bit trickier when of different sizes. Yet so much better home raised. Only nine fit in the pan I grabbed. I'll fry the rest shortly. I even got them semi-hard boiled, how I prefer them. Questionable? Are you nuts? If you eat runny yolks (which I always do), that yolk is more undercooked. Anyway, I am definitely enjoying country living. I am cutting back on milk, but I enjoyed going long on that for a while.
As to belts? A size up is what I was supposed to order. My bad. And, no. There is no wiggle room. I'll try the jeans before returning, just in case they don't fit. One return if possible. I have so many returns I am choking. Some might have timed out. I'll find out soon enough.
Oh, the towels which didn't impress me? By eyes, no. In practice? Absolutely wonderful! I can admit when I was wrong. Thankfully I don't have to eat crow anyplace but here. Beyond truly being plush and absorbent, they are massive. At least 25% bigger than my old bath sheets. Like a million bucks. They don't look it though. I might get a shower tonight just to use one again.
I do need to get vitamins going again. Cramps. Legs. The water pills drain harshly. A daily multi, plus the major minerals boosted three days a week. While I am doing exceptionally well with medicine, I never did find and refill vitamins. I need to refill everything again, again, so now would be a good time.
Friday, June 8, 2018
A nap transformed.
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Down at 8:00. No choice. Could not wake until 17:48 or such. Well, I became aware a few times, had to use the bathroom at least once. Just couldn't pull it all together. I was sure it was warm, maybe hot today. That didn't help either. Dead, by rights. Sleep was deep and rich. Dreams, good ones, out of memories reach.
I couldn't figure out how to tell time. The girls have managed to unplug the clock in there. I'll fix that, but it won't change today. Why would they do it? Because, or to turn off the glow, or because CORD! I sometimes think they do have some idea what they are doing, set out with a plan. Sometimes they just do things. As with women, which event is from one of those sources or the other you will never know.
No call to the doc. I may just call, request the information. I really only need a bit of the data. Oh, and my post office box has been closed again. I'll have to get in Monday. I really need to set up the phone device so as to get rid of the cellphone soon. Always something, more, else, new.
Blood sugars are bouncing between 170 and 225 without good cause. Bp is becoming more regularly lower with pulse hitting the lower 80's mostly. I'm doing what I can. Sure is getting warm! I am actually happy about that. Oh, and my 38's from Dulth are in. Later.
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Down at 8:00. No choice. Could not wake until 17:48 or such. Well, I became aware a few times, had to use the bathroom at least once. Just couldn't pull it all together. I was sure it was warm, maybe hot today. That didn't help either. Dead, by rights. Sleep was deep and rich. Dreams, good ones, out of memories reach.
I couldn't figure out how to tell time. The girls have managed to unplug the clock in there. I'll fix that, but it won't change today. Why would they do it? Because, or to turn off the glow, or because CORD! I sometimes think they do have some idea what they are doing, set out with a plan. Sometimes they just do things. As with women, which event is from one of those sources or the other you will never know.
No call to the doc. I may just call, request the information. I really only need a bit of the data. Oh, and my post office box has been closed again. I'll have to get in Monday. I really need to set up the phone device so as to get rid of the cellphone soon. Always something, more, else, new.
Blood sugars are bouncing between 170 and 225 without good cause. Bp is becoming more regularly lower with pulse hitting the lower 80's mostly. I'm doing what I can. Sure is getting warm! I am actually happy about that. Oh, and my 38's from Dulth are in. Later.
A short, off, down cycle.
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So hot, tired, and grumpy by the time I got home. Then not being able to sleep until much later. Grumpy about more than just the long day. Restless and more.
I realized my phone was still on airplane mode, and off. Put it back on and received a message from the doc. My a1c is... rather high. As are a few other things indicating my kidneys are taking a beating. I had decided to hold off to see if my glucose is going down, but realized that isn't necessary. My local doc took the readings recently. I forgot to call in and check. I will do that today. If the two a1c's are similar I may have to... reconsider some things. I am not practical at every turn, definitely not at every point in time. In the longer haul, if that timespan hopefully is shrinking due to an association to, appreciation of, wisdom, it is hoped practicality is becoming surer sooner. Still not sure about this, or that. But I will review, reviewing further as needed.
Down around 18:00? Up at 1:00? Not perfect, not bad. Fasting blood sugar is 177. It was 253 before bedtime. BP, while not way out, is ugly. Hey, but I am going to start taking carvedilol twice a day, as intended. If efficacy diminishes, an easy fix. I'll check bp again in a few hours, as with blood sugar, before eating. Bacon, eggs, and milk. Zounds!
I called my mother, with some information, and curiosity. She has started working. Four to six hours a day, perhaps four days a week, plus occasional slot fills. Enough to keep her active, involved with the world, but hopefully not too worn. What I wouldn't give to be able to maintain a schedule to do even just that sort of job... just to be up, out, have some function, use, relevance, social and public presence, if still be slightly personally invisible. Odd how some people are invisible to others. These are some of my favorite people... especially when they are so alive when... noticed. Oh, she did receive her utensils. Good enough, more than enough. That is what I like to hear.
Yes. A bit less grumpy. A plan. Not quite so boxed in. We will see. Be good, peoples.
We will! ;p
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So hot, tired, and grumpy by the time I got home. Then not being able to sleep until much later. Grumpy about more than just the long day. Restless and more.
I realized my phone was still on airplane mode, and off. Put it back on and received a message from the doc. My a1c is... rather high. As are a few other things indicating my kidneys are taking a beating. I had decided to hold off to see if my glucose is going down, but realized that isn't necessary. My local doc took the readings recently. I forgot to call in and check. I will do that today. If the two a1c's are similar I may have to... reconsider some things. I am not practical at every turn, definitely not at every point in time. In the longer haul, if that timespan hopefully is shrinking due to an association to, appreciation of, wisdom, it is hoped practicality is becoming surer sooner. Still not sure about this, or that. But I will review, reviewing further as needed.
Down around 18:00? Up at 1:00? Not perfect, not bad. Fasting blood sugar is 177. It was 253 before bedtime. BP, while not way out, is ugly. Hey, but I am going to start taking carvedilol twice a day, as intended. If efficacy diminishes, an easy fix. I'll check bp again in a few hours, as with blood sugar, before eating. Bacon, eggs, and milk. Zounds!
I called my mother, with some information, and curiosity. She has started working. Four to six hours a day, perhaps four days a week, plus occasional slot fills. Enough to keep her active, involved with the world, but hopefully not too worn. What I wouldn't give to be able to maintain a schedule to do even just that sort of job... just to be up, out, have some function, use, relevance, social and public presence, if still be slightly personally invisible. Odd how some people are invisible to others. These are some of my favorite people... especially when they are so alive when... noticed. Oh, she did receive her utensils. Good enough, more than enough. That is what I like to hear.
Yes. A bit less grumpy. A plan. Not quite so boxed in. We will see. Be good, peoples.
We will! ;p
Thursday, June 7, 2018
Brutal day.
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Not a bad day, just a long one. Bedtime lately has been 9:00. Which was my appointment time in SLC. Primary. Blood work first, so I aimed to be there by 7:00. Leaving here at 5:15, plus with probable traffic problems? I could hope to be there by 8:00. I might have to skip the lab, just do it after. Traffic was excellent, I was there, parked, and after a short wait, getting my blood drawn at 7:30. I do my best, it worked today.
I then found where optometry is. I wasn't able to do more than locate the room. It didn't open untill my appointment time. I also checked and they did have my bank set for transportation reimbursement. No time to fill out a form for today quite yet. Little bits anyway, then back to primary to wait.
BP was a bit high, but came down after a bit. Their scale is 20 pounds more than mine. Since I am wearing 38's, I think they jack the scale. With vets they hate, they are very passive-aggressive. They can't be trusted. As usual, they ignore me when I tell them my main symptom is and always has been exhaustion. Painful, crippling, exhaustion. And that most medicine exacerbates that. Tried to tell me my condition was from heavy drinking after the Navy, but slipped because I got sick IN the Navy as a rare light drinker. As well, is trying to push insulin. No.
I had my blood sugar reader, and bp data, out nearly in the vehicle. Then had to bring something in, brought those in, and forgot them. Ugh.
After, I did get up to where to get the scripts turned into actual glasses. A bit of a wait but I felt bad for them. I went with bifocals, progressives. As well I got my cd (something diapter) measured for the way the site I will be buying from wanted them measured. As well, I got a copy of my prescription. I'll just order distance vision glasses first, online. If the VA and online glasses check out, then I may bite the bullet on a pair of backup bifocals. I asked a few questions about how to order, best sized frames, and what a few things meant. Learning, trying. They had so much gunk in my eyes when they tested that... I'm not sure it was done right. That won't happen again.
Finally, I signed for travel. Deserve? I expected them to shoot me, if I failed. But, as I have learned, they were trying to cheat me from the start. Just weren't quite up to pure murder. Mostly. They did have me on 100 mg of carvedilol. I... think they have tried. First they try to kill me, then act as if to save me. Then try to force medicines. I simply don't trust them. I will be getting medicine through them, for now, is how I was told.
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Not a bad day, just a long one. Bedtime lately has been 9:00. Which was my appointment time in SLC. Primary. Blood work first, so I aimed to be there by 7:00. Leaving here at 5:15, plus with probable traffic problems? I could hope to be there by 8:00. I might have to skip the lab, just do it after. Traffic was excellent, I was there, parked, and after a short wait, getting my blood drawn at 7:30. I do my best, it worked today.
I then found where optometry is. I wasn't able to do more than locate the room. It didn't open untill my appointment time. I also checked and they did have my bank set for transportation reimbursement. No time to fill out a form for today quite yet. Little bits anyway, then back to primary to wait.
BP was a bit high, but came down after a bit. Their scale is 20 pounds more than mine. Since I am wearing 38's, I think they jack the scale. With vets they hate, they are very passive-aggressive. They can't be trusted. As usual, they ignore me when I tell them my main symptom is and always has been exhaustion. Painful, crippling, exhaustion. And that most medicine exacerbates that. Tried to tell me my condition was from heavy drinking after the Navy, but slipped because I got sick IN the Navy as a rare light drinker. As well, is trying to push insulin. No.
I had my blood sugar reader, and bp data, out nearly in the vehicle. Then had to bring something in, brought those in, and forgot them. Ugh.
After, I did get up to where to get the scripts turned into actual glasses. A bit of a wait but I felt bad for them. I went with bifocals, progressives. As well I got my cd (something diapter) measured for the way the site I will be buying from wanted them measured. As well, I got a copy of my prescription. I'll just order distance vision glasses first, online. If the VA and online glasses check out, then I may bite the bullet on a pair of backup bifocals. I asked a few questions about how to order, best sized frames, and what a few things meant. Learning, trying. They had so much gunk in my eyes when they tested that... I'm not sure it was done right. That won't happen again.
Finally, I signed for travel. Deserve? I expected them to shoot me, if I failed. But, as I have learned, they were trying to cheat me from the start. Just weren't quite up to pure murder. Mostly. They did have me on 100 mg of carvedilol. I... think they have tried. First they try to kill me, then act as if to save me. Then try to force medicines. I simply don't trust them. I will be getting medicine through them, for now, is how I was told.
Wednesday, June 6, 2018
Yeah?
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I believe my elders hated when we, as kids, said "yeah". And we cared deeply enough to remember their umbrage and say yeah every chance we got, until they started to slip, then correct them. Or... maybe that was just me? Just chuckling about the simple evils of youth. It's about as far as it went. And only for those with powerplay minds or one too many pet peeves.
Dreams. Ones who got away through no fault of ours. One I met in some nowhere airport, both of us coming from and going to different points. I remember her name, or close. Such a freak, ugly, name for such a pretty woman, if I am not sure how to spell it. Phillamena? How we ended up even meeting? Then looking for a closet or bathroom to, well, do what we intended? All but a home run, not from lack of effort. Everything was battened down. This was before security insanity, and foreign to boot. It was just shut... because. None of the kiosks were vacant or well enough enclosed. Ran out of time.
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I believe my elders hated when we, as kids, said "yeah". And we cared deeply enough to remember their umbrage and say yeah every chance we got, until they started to slip, then correct them. Or... maybe that was just me? Just chuckling about the simple evils of youth. It's about as far as it went. And only for those with powerplay minds or one too many pet peeves.
Dreams. Ones who got away through no fault of ours. One I met in some nowhere airport, both of us coming from and going to different points. I remember her name, or close. Such a freak, ugly, name for such a pretty woman, if I am not sure how to spell it. Phillamena? How we ended up even meeting? Then looking for a closet or bathroom to, well, do what we intended? All but a home run, not from lack of effort. Everything was battened down. This was before security insanity, and foreign to boot. It was just shut... because. None of the kiosks were vacant or well enough enclosed. Ran out of time.
A snack helped.
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Usually a snack will push blood sugar higher. My blood sugar was 251 before the snack... spicy pork rinds... didn't want to fuss with popcorn. Too tired. Whatever is the problem remains. I was suspicious, the third ingredient was dextrose. That is usually a bad thing, like sugar or worse. This time it worked. Two hours after the smallish snack and blood sugar is 206. Crazy but I'll take it.
I will put the towels in the dryer then go on to bed. I'd like to get to the post office, and UPS. I just can't. Zapped, harshly. Hmm, might fry a few eggs. Quite good. Try some salsa on that. Good night and day.
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Usually a snack will push blood sugar higher. My blood sugar was 251 before the snack... spicy pork rinds... didn't want to fuss with popcorn. Too tired. Whatever is the problem remains. I was suspicious, the third ingredient was dextrose. That is usually a bad thing, like sugar or worse. This time it worked. Two hours after the smallish snack and blood sugar is 206. Crazy but I'll take it.
I will put the towels in the dryer then go on to bed. I'd like to get to the post office, and UPS. I just can't. Zapped, harshly. Hmm, might fry a few eggs. Quite good. Try some salsa on that. Good night and day.
Between here and there.
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Getting to work seems improbable. Why? I don't know. Just getting things done in the cave is like pulling teeth. A shower today. Really need to shave. I did toss the towels in for a wash, will dry them shortly. Need to do dishes, other laundry, cleaning, clearing. At least the trash and recycling cans are set back up. Well maybe not recycling yet?
Blood sugar was still high, but dinner went forth. It dropped to 250 before dinner, went to 317 two hours after. At 1:45, in 25, I'll check the four hour mark. I'll check bp and pulse too. If that was the high, or seems it, and it came down to 250 or less, it isn't the food, but volume, that was the problem. Two burritos with everything except black olive slices. It's what I have to eat. Oh, tea instead of milk.
Spearmint is in going with tea. I purchased that and peppermint with other spices and herbs. I really should grow some. That and popcorn if I get hungry. I need to shop. Snacks. Various nuts, perhaps try better nut butters as peanut butter really is pretty bad. But that would go well with fresh vegetables and some fruits. By the way, what do they do to some fruits? I bought granny smith apples and they never went bad. Shook me up a bit. I just let them go, eventually throwing them out in disgust, almost fear. Then it got worse... I wondered how old they were when I bought them. A plastic world?
Bah. Blood sugar, after four hours, is still very high... 308. I'm betting on the salsa. Everything else I have had in various mixes. No sugar? Possible if the use certain tomatoes, if I have my doubts. I'll try it with something, like pork, that I know isn't high in the glycemic index (or at least for me in my typical doses). Well, and I can try burritos without it. Hmm, and white flour tortillas. Yeah. Still, need to find out what I can use. BP went up, 156/106 p. 80. I don't write that slow, just fiddling, tea, and other things interfering.
Since I can't do else, gaming... if not even much of that. It is something.
Enough for now. Later.
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Getting to work seems improbable. Why? I don't know. Just getting things done in the cave is like pulling teeth. A shower today. Really need to shave. I did toss the towels in for a wash, will dry them shortly. Need to do dishes, other laundry, cleaning, clearing. At least the trash and recycling cans are set back up. Well maybe not recycling yet?
Blood sugar was still high, but dinner went forth. It dropped to 250 before dinner, went to 317 two hours after. At 1:45, in 25, I'll check the four hour mark. I'll check bp and pulse too. If that was the high, or seems it, and it came down to 250 or less, it isn't the food, but volume, that was the problem. Two burritos with everything except black olive slices. It's what I have to eat. Oh, tea instead of milk.
Spearmint is in going with tea. I purchased that and peppermint with other spices and herbs. I really should grow some. That and popcorn if I get hungry. I need to shop. Snacks. Various nuts, perhaps try better nut butters as peanut butter really is pretty bad. But that would go well with fresh vegetables and some fruits. By the way, what do they do to some fruits? I bought granny smith apples and they never went bad. Shook me up a bit. I just let them go, eventually throwing them out in disgust, almost fear. Then it got worse... I wondered how old they were when I bought them. A plastic world?
Bah. Blood sugar, after four hours, is still very high... 308. I'm betting on the salsa. Everything else I have had in various mixes. No sugar? Possible if the use certain tomatoes, if I have my doubts. I'll try it with something, like pork, that I know isn't high in the glycemic index (or at least for me in my typical doses). Well, and I can try burritos without it. Hmm, and white flour tortillas. Yeah. Still, need to find out what I can use. BP went up, 156/106 p. 80. I don't write that slow, just fiddling, tea, and other things interfering.
Since I can't do else, gaming... if not even much of that. It is something.
Enough for now. Later.
Tuesday, June 5, 2018
A split decision.
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Awake, late. Went down after 9:00, woke after 17:00. A shower first thing. Then blood sugar. Terrible, 300. I have to rethink burritos, if I crowded my plate. However, bp was smack, 130/79 p. 50? I did both arms, 122/89 p. 51, so, yeah. Whack, Jack. I can live with those numbers. Weight is 255. I would love to see 250, and 240 is my reevaluation number. Plateaued, though. Ugh.
I should have a few packages. My towels were getting pretty ratty. Serviceable but for how long? And I was lead to the notion of white towels, so I could sanitize if needed, as well as bleach if else failed. I use bath sheets for obvious reasons, and turkish are among the best. I'll wash them first. I am hoping my reasoning and planning pay off.
I'd best get ready. Later.
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Awake, late. Went down after 9:00, woke after 17:00. A shower first thing. Then blood sugar. Terrible, 300. I have to rethink burritos, if I crowded my plate. However, bp was smack, 130/79 p. 50? I did both arms, 122/89 p. 51, so, yeah. Whack, Jack. I can live with those numbers. Weight is 255. I would love to see 250, and 240 is my reevaluation number. Plateaued, though. Ugh.
I should have a few packages. My towels were getting pretty ratty. Serviceable but for how long? And I was lead to the notion of white towels, so I could sanitize if needed, as well as bleach if else failed. I use bath sheets for obvious reasons, and turkish are among the best. I'll wash them first. I am hoping my reasoning and planning pay off.
I'd best get ready. Later.
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Just coasting.
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Burritos, with everything save lettuce. Two meals of it. I don't make them well, to be honest, or my taste buds are down for maintenance. Still, something new.
Blood sugar is remaining high. Burritos don't seem to raise it more than other meals. Blood pressure has been on the lower end of the ranges. Medicine is back on track. I tried a new type of salsa, with no advertised sugar. I think it might work.
I called my mother. She seems to think she might visit. I best figure out how to dig in and get things ready, as ready as I can. I let her know to look for a few things. If I am going to spend good money on pans she prefers, to get rid of bad nonstick pans, I decided to make sure she had cooking utensils which wouldn't scratch the pans. It's just covering my investment.
The side veggies were watered. Nothing but the hand sprayer worked. It worked easily well enough. Every other day, for a bit. I want to see growth. It is also about time to bring my houseplants out. I winter them in the bathroom. Another shower or two and they should be ready. I am thinking of setting the tea plant out, get it used to the outside a bit first. I'd like to see it bloom. Just to see if I can get that to happen.
Ah, I have heard the boat did well. Easy enough to work, probably even solo. I don't know if they tried standing, but I had it that it's floor can be inflated to a rigidity which allows stand paddling. Not sure about my size, if there is only one way to find out. I would need a new type of paddle, but that is doable. I am excited to try.
Not much else. I have to go down, sleep is calling. The boss thinks I will be working later. I suspect he is right. Something about weeding, clearing some of the living room, and something else. Oh, and best settle accounts. He'll be happy to hear a toy I returned is being replaced. Not sure when it will arrive, if probably this week yet. Though who knows. Good night, day.
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Burritos, with everything save lettuce. Two meals of it. I don't make them well, to be honest, or my taste buds are down for maintenance. Still, something new.
Blood sugar is remaining high. Burritos don't seem to raise it more than other meals. Blood pressure has been on the lower end of the ranges. Medicine is back on track. I tried a new type of salsa, with no advertised sugar. I think it might work.
I called my mother. She seems to think she might visit. I best figure out how to dig in and get things ready, as ready as I can. I let her know to look for a few things. If I am going to spend good money on pans she prefers, to get rid of bad nonstick pans, I decided to make sure she had cooking utensils which wouldn't scratch the pans. It's just covering my investment.
The side veggies were watered. Nothing but the hand sprayer worked. It worked easily well enough. Every other day, for a bit. I want to see growth. It is also about time to bring my houseplants out. I winter them in the bathroom. Another shower or two and they should be ready. I am thinking of setting the tea plant out, get it used to the outside a bit first. I'd like to see it bloom. Just to see if I can get that to happen.
Ah, I have heard the boat did well. Easy enough to work, probably even solo. I don't know if they tried standing, but I had it that it's floor can be inflated to a rigidity which allows stand paddling. Not sure about my size, if there is only one way to find out. I would need a new type of paddle, but that is doable. I am excited to try.
Not much else. I have to go down, sleep is calling. The boss thinks I will be working later. I suspect he is right. Something about weeding, clearing some of the living room, and something else. Oh, and best settle accounts. He'll be happy to hear a toy I returned is being replaced. Not sure when it will arrive, if probably this week yet. Though who knows. Good night, day.
Monday, June 4, 2018
Tomorrow is here.
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If, as soon as you realize and square that? You realize it is just today, again. And in worst case general scenarios, it's a Mon day. Which, you probably know by now. I am just discerning this. Thankfully or not, every myday is pretty much Anyday. It's just dealing with Mon day gloompusses that can get me. I much prefer Hump day attitudes, even if I am sure most of you aren't going to. Back to the mines, slaves! But at least you post perty pics and shut it about Monday. :p No hate, I'm actually jealous. Mostly.
Blood sugar was 234. BP is 132/102 p. 82. I finished the last of the soda last night. Yeah. Waste not. It'll come back around. About to grill a steak and do more eggs. Did I say how delicious home raised eggs are? They are. Rich, orange, yolks, perfect whites, a flavor not offered in the organic section of the stores. All eggs there were off... I was starting to wonder if I had become allergic. Nope. And duck eggs? Bigger, with a lot more yolk. If you a love yolk, this is your golden egg. Life is good.
As to steaks? From now on, I will be getting about thirty half inchers and fifteen inchers. When steak becomes regular, eating roast size isn't quite the thing. Or I'll see about other steaks. Variety. But, yeah, steaks are the main food, just... smaller bites. I still have enough for a bit. I'd also like to price lamb again. That both helps the 4-H'ers, but provides a rich bounty. That won't be until late August or later. How to arrange meat purchases so they don't trip up finances...
I thought, from senses and sounds, that gloom had returned, and rain. It made getting out of bed difficult. Imagine my surprise and joy to find it otherwise. The cave is just rigged well. And the roof sounds were from metal expansion. It is 85 F out there. Coming out from a house in the high 60's it felt good.
I'll hit dishes, do some cleaning, maybe strip the bedding, do a lot. Oh, and water the side yard veggies as soon as the sun is off them and it has time to cool. I may begin doing that in short bursts, every other day, once set up. Until I see more good growth again, then go to biweekly, but longer waterings? I have no idea what I am doing. I wonder if I have a hoe? I think I have a short tined type thing, with and adz adjacent. Tinny thing, but works for as insubstantial as it seems. I will try it. Oh, could spray weeds and bugs sometime soon. The weed spray is working, slowly. Rain and cool have thwarted that a bit. Ideas, anyway. I best check on that grill.
Have a great Monday. *grins* Later.
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If, as soon as you realize and square that? You realize it is just today, again. And in worst case general scenarios, it's a Mon day. Which, you probably know by now. I am just discerning this. Thankfully or not, every myday is pretty much Anyday. It's just dealing with Mon day gloompusses that can get me. I much prefer Hump day attitudes, even if I am sure most of you aren't going to. Back to the mines, slaves! But at least you post perty pics and shut it about Monday. :p No hate, I'm actually jealous. Mostly.
Blood sugar was 234. BP is 132/102 p. 82. I finished the last of the soda last night. Yeah. Waste not. It'll come back around. About to grill a steak and do more eggs. Did I say how delicious home raised eggs are? They are. Rich, orange, yolks, perfect whites, a flavor not offered in the organic section of the stores. All eggs there were off... I was starting to wonder if I had become allergic. Nope. And duck eggs? Bigger, with a lot more yolk. If you a love yolk, this is your golden egg. Life is good.
As to steaks? From now on, I will be getting about thirty half inchers and fifteen inchers. When steak becomes regular, eating roast size isn't quite the thing. Or I'll see about other steaks. Variety. But, yeah, steaks are the main food, just... smaller bites. I still have enough for a bit. I'd also like to price lamb again. That both helps the 4-H'ers, but provides a rich bounty. That won't be until late August or later. How to arrange meat purchases so they don't trip up finances...
I thought, from senses and sounds, that gloom had returned, and rain. It made getting out of bed difficult. Imagine my surprise and joy to find it otherwise. The cave is just rigged well. And the roof sounds were from metal expansion. It is 85 F out there. Coming out from a house in the high 60's it felt good.
I'll hit dishes, do some cleaning, maybe strip the bedding, do a lot. Oh, and water the side yard veggies as soon as the sun is off them and it has time to cool. I may begin doing that in short bursts, every other day, once set up. Until I see more good growth again, then go to biweekly, but longer waterings? I have no idea what I am doing. I wonder if I have a hoe? I think I have a short tined type thing, with and adz adjacent. Tinny thing, but works for as insubstantial as it seems. I will try it. Oh, could spray weeds and bugs sometime soon. The weed spray is working, slowly. Rain and cool have thwarted that a bit. Ideas, anyway. I best check on that grill.
Have a great Monday. *grins* Later.
Not much and no more.
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Trash and recycling were collected, plus cat litter care. Only trash pickup today. Still, it is out. I have been having difficulty getting things done. A product of medication and cooler weather. If it heats as they suggest it might help. Into the 90's, through much of the week, last I heard. If I can keep that a bit in check, through window opening and closing, plus judicious use of fans and ac units, yet let some heat in, and go out in it, life might improve. It's having two gorillas, or three, in tow. I am used to having one, always.
Lost track of medicine for two days. Back on it fully today. A side effect of the medicine. I'm trying to get back to it, full time, to see what else could be done. Not sure I can sustain higher doses of the main pill, others seem to cause worse crashes. I found a script of losartan, and am already taking that. So... I don't know. I also haven't been doing bp this weekend. I'll begin tomorrow. Just zoned it out. Concentration, focus, wasn't available, before the whisky pile-driver.
Grass was watered. It's looking better. I need to water the side yard, with the growy stuff, afterthe sun moves well over the house. I may yet get a shower and shave in spite of the title of this post. Of course, then I'd have to stay up for a bit longer. Not sure I can sleep yet. If I'm not sure I can get going either. Stuck? We'll see.
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Trash and recycling were collected, plus cat litter care. Only trash pickup today. Still, it is out. I have been having difficulty getting things done. A product of medication and cooler weather. If it heats as they suggest it might help. Into the 90's, through much of the week, last I heard. If I can keep that a bit in check, through window opening and closing, plus judicious use of fans and ac units, yet let some heat in, and go out in it, life might improve. It's having two gorillas, or three, in tow. I am used to having one, always.
Lost track of medicine for two days. Back on it fully today. A side effect of the medicine. I'm trying to get back to it, full time, to see what else could be done. Not sure I can sustain higher doses of the main pill, others seem to cause worse crashes. I found a script of losartan, and am already taking that. So... I don't know. I also haven't been doing bp this weekend. I'll begin tomorrow. Just zoned it out. Concentration, focus, wasn't available, before the whisky pile-driver.
Grass was watered. It's looking better. I need to water the side yard, with the growy stuff, afterthe sun moves well over the house. I may yet get a shower and shave in spite of the title of this post. Of course, then I'd have to stay up for a bit longer. Not sure I can sleep yet. If I'm not sure I can get going either. Stuck? We'll see.
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