The pound of flesh.

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Borrowing has costs, plus interest.  I borrowed from Wednesday, perhaps even from today, on Tuesday.  I was down yesterday.  Enough so that blood sugar was off.  I struggled with it being in the 150-160 range until it dropped, to 122 before hitting the 140s.  It ended up being a long, if lame, day.  I think if I exhaust my body beyond some level of means, blood sugars will be off.  This morning, fasting blood sugar is 143.  BP is 142/100, p. 78.

I am considering beginning the next multiday fast.  Today or tomorrow.  I have so many things to do in these next two days, it may be better to start it tomorrow.  I can work hard one or two days, but not three.  I plan to push through Saturday, if I can.  Then let Sunday be right with God.  It's the plan.

Yeah, I'll start tomorrow.  Whenever blood sugar and bp begin tilting, hit it with some dw-0.  :p  Bastages!

Today?  A shave , shower, and at least UPS, if the post office too, if possible.  With Subway having worked, I want to try JJ's, my much preferred shop.  If it works, I have a place for a treat every other week or so.  Treat?  Easy meal I enjoy.  As well, I am hoping to hit the kitchen floor, do some paint removal/sanding, and work on the watering schemes and systems.  I'll do my best.  First to wake, do morning routines, take medicine.

Later.

A long solid sleep.

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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.

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.

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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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.

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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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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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?

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.