So horrible.

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The pain, agony, from burning skin, the midsection, the fever, and else.  I just couldn't cool down, was heating up the downstairs in my terrible feverishness.  A handful of aspirin and back to bed.  At 8:30 I fell, at 15:30 I woke, in a seemingly much more fit state.  It is still 74° down here, as it was when I crashed. But it feels cool, not like a furnace.

I think a minor portion of the problem was pickle and olives on an empty stomach.  I don't mind that, but should follow it with a fatted drink or glass of milk to cut the sour brine.  It did break the locked fevered dry throat.  Breakfast is near, soaking chicken thighs in salt and herbs.  Should set the fresh tea to go.  And, yea.

The sleep was needed.  I more passed out from so much suffering, but the sleep and the cool relaxed the poisons.  There are still bits, that without care could become inflamed.  But care is being tendered.  I am moving slowly if at all.  It is a rough one, but I think I can get through without too much more pain.

Ever work yourself to total exhaustion?  Where you nearly hit black out?  Seeing stars, lungs crisped, muscles tight and burning?  Then you took your downtime.  Later that day your lungs still hurt, but not as bad.  The stars had backed off from pin-point tunnel vision, but only to a third of normal, and your flesh was a smoldering ruin, just waiting to repair, rest, recover, but knew it would take days?  Yea, that is me, now.  Tough as that sounds it is into the pan, out of the fire, compared to the crash.

Weeeeee!  Are we having fun yet?!?  *grins*

Chicken might not be splendid, but grilled it is better.  I will skip hot flecks, but might add a color of smoked paprika.  That, a fatted tea, perhaps two cups of milk as well.  Later, a can of wild caught sardines and... something something... a few mozzarella sticks?  Something.  Time to start the grill.  Later.

Awake, early.

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I dragged out at 6:30 to close up shop before it got too hot.  A bit amazed I could get up then, with the rough night.  After closing all down, I climbed back down to bed.  Sleeping on the floor, by the way, is brutal on the torso.  Especially since I can't currently do shoulder flap assists without literally risking skin.  I won't even try until the burn is well and truly gone.  A week, two?  Yeah, I absolutely toasted shoulders and arms.  It just looks brown, but it is making me feverish and nauseated, plus the constant surface burning.  If you are going to do it, do it full throttle.

Oh, and anytime I exert myself, like getting up off the floor with my torso so currently abused?  So that I heat up?  Instant fever until my body can relax and cool.  On the good side, this is a heck of a workout for Toofat Bison.  It'll tickle some muscles and add a robust nature, if it doesn't kill me.  It is seriously testing my cardio vascular system.  I have to fight for air when first going down and often after getting up.

I woke without the alarm, just the sun, if getting up was a lot of work, activated things. It is 72° and I am still burning up an half hour after getting up.  Took the t-shirt off attempting to cool faster.  Bleh.  Blood sugar is 144 fasting, but I had a pickle and olives last night.  I won't eat until sixteen hundred tonight.  I am heading to fasting before I am ready.  So?  So I just let it roll around the clock again, as often as necessary.  I don't want to fast until around the end of next week.  I may have two more meal days before overhanding the program.  This doesn't need to be difficult.

Ugh.  Aspirin with medicine again, for the fever and aches.  Later.

Double troubles.

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Fevered chills.  My limbs were icy, the rest fevered.  The sunburn is surfacing.  Making me quite ill.  Had to turn off the ac, then it got too warm.  I turned it all back on, but it was too hot to stay down.  Still really sick.  And, as the burns surface, I have to be careful.  As I attempted a friction hoist myself out of bed, using my shoulder and upper arm, I felt skin giving way.  I could have slaked off a five by ten hunk of skin, into something like road rash.  Gently, carefully, I found a way down and out.

The fever made me so thirsty.  Pickles, pickle juice, and olives, to break the grale in my fevered throat.  It worked, mostly.  The throat is still slightly fevered, as is the body.  And achy.  Perhaps more aspirin?  Even my eyelids are beset by fever.  It's rough, as there is still a minor war between the frigid extremities and the burning core.  The heat, which crowns my brow, is the one which needs the most care.  It is like being on fire on the inside.

Burn...  Perhaps it has cooled enough upstairs.  Good night, I hope.  Dreams, of terrible things, in the flames.

Feeling bad.

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In part the heat, in part work recently, in part the fight, plus the migraine attempts... perhaps enough time has passed for more aspirin?  Yea, either way.  Blood sugar is 126 but I am done with food and insulin.  Not sure if it is the heat or migraine, or both, but I am done with anything, or is that everything?

Mostly.  At 19:30 I put the ducks away, with fresh water and a short shower.  They love that.  I am watering the front actual grassy area.  Not sure there is anything but a sort of weed on the other front half.  Now that I am watering, perhaps I should plant seed?  It might just be too hot.  One of the other areas planted is doing well, a few other spots are weak to middling, two are failures.

It was 84° outside, 76° in the main (stone and mortar part), 79° in the front and 68°/69° upstairs.  Yea, the upstairs has no effect on the downstairs, during the day.  At night it does.  I will shut one of them of tonight.  If that is easily satisfactory, I will try shutting the other off tomorrow night, just running with a fan.  Then I begin practicing with how long it takes to cool the upstairs.  Perhaps going in hot, for a nap or sleep, is enough... starting them, on timers.  I'm looking at economy but not falling down on reasonable comfort.  If you want to genocide the ill, then do it, honestly.  Don't torture us to death.

A few hours of watering, then I am packing it in.  If I feel this bad tomorrow, I will begin sorting.  Perhaps more cool breaks upstairs.  Reading and praying, sorting and clearing up there, a return to the non-digital.  Perhaps back to studying... Latin, calculus, German, differential equations, chemistry, French, algebra to geometry, and probably some common engineering subjects.  There is much to... remember.  I have aced some of those courses, without a curve.  Perhaps a few subjects a few hours a week, some were four to five hours a week, the non-eng were one to two hours weekly.  Just remember, homework takes two to four times class hours...  so a single five hour per week course (eng level diffy q, calculus, and calculus based chemistry are 20~25 hours a week).  Yeah, I loved when they pushed 16~18 'hour' eng weeks... 80 hours or more.  Bleh.  Know your math, well and functionally, and you have three quarters of it.  Until Latin, German, French, Russian, or Italian...  "...kick em' while they're up, kick em' when they're down... repeat ad nauseam".

Hmm?  Later.  Or good night.

What a fight!

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I have been trying to post that last post for hours.  Blogspot kept suggesting something was wrong.  I get that a lot.  I think it is usually a skipped Internet connection, just for a second, as it tries to auto-save.  Usually just clicking the tab ends it.  But that wasn't working this time.  First I checked internet connection.  Check.

I was wondering if they were going deeper into censorship, or for some of us.  I would click the tab, hit the publish tab, and the problem tab would reappear.  No explanation.  I tried this way, then that, trying all sorts of creative ways to blindside the system.  I have had to go around blogger and youtube so often, I... have learned a few things.  Nope.

Finally, blogspot started shutting me out of their site, even other blogs became inaccessible.  For longer each attempt.  Twice it even disconnected the internet.  Once literally, the next time through software.  Blinking lights tell the story, versus steady.  I had to think.

Could it be word count?  I erased some, tried again.  That is when I got a software timeout.  Thankfully it didn't crash the system, so what I had written, and stored, mostly, in flash memory, was still there.  It's all I have on this device.  Anyway, when I was able to get back, I saw that some of what I  was trying to post had been kept.  It was letter count, I just needed to erase more.

Crap, you would think they could tell you the problem.  I have never heard of a letter/word count limit.  New, or just my longest post?  Migraine almost returned.  Ugh.

A perfect nap.

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I went down at about 10:30.  I couldn't stay awake.  I fed the cats and ducks, moved the lawn chairs, and some other things but couldn't break the want, perhaps need, for extra sleep.  I set the alarm for three hours, as an emergency backup.  I woke every thirty to forty minutes, thinking I had overslept.  Ended sleeping an hour and forty, less than a typical nap.  If you love sleep when you are exhausted, like I do, feeling like you got six hours of shuteye in less than two real hours was awesome.

The upstairs is staying around 69°, the downstairs main and front are at 75° but feel much cooler, and outside is about 87°.  I have to guess that the outside will create strict limits on how cool the upstairs can get.  On 100° days, who knows what the limits can be, 73°, 75°, but it will be moving cooler air.  Though, who knows.  Perhaps with two ac's, 69° is easy.  As is, one of the, a "smart" one, cycles off for an half hour to hour or more, so... there is room to cool more.

Late for breakfast, but chia and a fatted coffee are in the works.  I had thought to not check blood sugar.  As, at 99 fasting, still fasting, it usually stays the same.  Except, I remembered, when the average falls below 150.  It read 154 just now.  So, yes, a 10 cc dose with breakfast.  Keto and intermittent fasting might not be exciting, or sexy.  And it sure isn't taking weight off, but it is taking size off.  I am back up to 280 but wearing the 38 belt from 260, losing the 38 cargo shorts... that didn't happen until I was down to 250.  But it is helping control blood sugar.

On to lunch and resting.  Tomorrow?  Finish the dishes, actually finish raking first, then dishes.  Perhaps clearing and cleaning the bathroom.  And maybe figuring out the closet upstairs, and installing some of the cage shelving, so I can have clothes up there.  That may help sort my downstairs bedroom... keep winter clothes there, summer clothes upstairs?  Seems like a plan.  There is no hanging bar up there, but that is an easy fix.

Oh, why not sleep in the closet?  It started out by being because I was too tired to think.  I just took an easy space, set up, and plopfactured a sleep zone.  It... then made me curious, if daybreak might help wake more regularly.  First shot?  No!  Not in the face.  Vampires simply don't tolerate that at all.  I knew this.  Now 34% better!  However, the second ac unit is beyond my feet, to the north.  And that curtain has to be open for airflow.  And, yes, that will do, nicely!

It may take time, but I... have hope.  That it woke me today was amazing.  I will have to get to bed earlier if I want to not have migraines, one of which is encroaching.  Aspirin, now!   Yes, I might be able to pattern to the day.  Then, in the winter, use a day light on a timer.  I haven't been doing great with a day schedule, but not bad and this brings hope.  Although, I have to admit, if I can get back to school, it won't be electrical engineering.

That is all but a glorified white collar job, without the pay or job security that it once offered to make up for the difficulty of the program.  At ~$35k start?  Probably five to seven years before being dumped, unless working for peanuts?  Perhaps some sort of engineering... if possible, but not that one.  Biomech?  Aeronautical?  Hell, maybe chemistry?  Something real.  Physics has gone junk theory, and anything soft is not only indoctrination, foolish, it is filled with unqualified idiots.

But, first, I need to do days... or even nights, but regularity.  I won't go through the horror of missing classes and study time.  Which also means I need to be in better physical condition.  Crawling out of the grave is a bitch, might not even be possible.  But getting a taste of life... so tantalizing... like feeling the first woman's nipple, then her wet.  Fuck yea.  Get. It. Up.  Later.

Oh what a night.

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I didn't go down until pretty late, babysitting the blood sugar drop.  Though heat wasn't helping.  Whatever all happened, it was cool enough to sleep.  Cold actually.  I found another blanket and still ended up needing a quilt, if I couldn't shake sleep enough until shutting the house up this morning.

The readings upstairs were 68°/69° depending where.  Downstairs it got to 70°, and at 7:30 when I buttoned things up, the outdoor temp was down to 58°.  I have to think if not the low, that was close to it, as at about midnight it was 60°.  At 8:20, the downstairs is up to 72°, while the upstairs remains 68°/69°.

I didn't think I would wake this early.  Especially with the cool, assuming the extra ac worked.  Well, and sleeping on the floor.  I am amazed how well sleeping on the floor is working out.  There are a few kinks to work out, but nothing drastic.  It is already better than that lumpy mattress, if it is a bit dated.  I had the alarm set for 8:30 and 9:30, just in hopes of closing windows.  As mentioned, windows were closed at 7:30 and I was up at 8:20.  I may have to nap in a bit, but...

Watering and resting.

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An attempt at resting.  Too hot, even with all efforts.  Still too hot.  Hopefully I'll figure out a cooler, more restful, day tomorrow.  I did figure out how to get the upstairs down to 73° by midafternoon.  Closing the vent wasn't enough.  I filled the cavity with plastic.  Perhaps it will be cooler through the day, without leaking, seemingly uselessly, down into the main of the house.

The front and back lawn were watered as soon as the sun went down enough.  Watering while shining would burn more than it already is.  There is some greening.  It is rough out there.  I am considering building shade out there.  Just one 20 by 20 foot section, and just from the midafternoon sun.  A seven foot fence, for some distance.  Angled with solar and earthly rotations, so less than 20 feet should be needed.  The rest of the lawn is back, and grass, greening.  That one area is brown and other than grass.  Affordability?  Perhaps if I could obtain old pallets?

By 19:30 it was 65° or so.  I had real hopes it would cool more.  Here at a quarter to eleven it is still just 65°.  All fans going, and it isn't cooling at all in here.  It feels a bit cooler, it just isn't measurable.  ...  While considering all, I thought to measure the spare ac and upstairs windows.  It, doesn't fit, with the fins on.  I took those off.  Even then I had to muscle it in.  But, finally, I may have enough cooling horsepower to create a comfort zone!  No promises, but there is more hope.

Blood sugar has been up and down.  Actually, it wasn't for heat or ac or watering that I am still up.  Blood sugar has been wobbling.  A heat issue?  Less consumption?  I have been measuring no eyeballing things.  Actually I think I had been cutting myself short with cream.  Anyway, my last reading was 79.  While I don't have warning signs, I didn't want to just let it go.  One more check... then a shower and to bed, if it works.  If it is still dropping, a carb dose.

And???  66!  Dropping a tab and waiting another hour.  Only one minor dose, I thought.  Hmm, no worries.  Both ac's are running.  Should be nice when I finally get up there.  Cool enough, I will turn one off and put the other on a timer.  Later.

So very hot.

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Even with the ac going upstairs, everything buttoned down, fans going, it is still getting too hot.  I will measure the other ac, but I think it was too big for any available window.  I don't quite get it.  Curtains alone had been working.  I'll check, maybe something was left open.  It doesn't make sense.  At 17:30 it is down to 86°, as if it matters in here.

Blood sugar dropped to 96, so I had a tuna melt on keto friendly flatbread.  Will see how it turns out in a nearly two hours.  Since I didn't plan to work, the shower is open.  I may hit that, then take another before bedtime.  It is burning up in here.  Upstairs is a bit cooler, but not much.

A check around the place and windows, curtains, and doors are all closed, save the ac window curtains upstairs are open enough to let air pass.  I may see about mocking up a system to keep the curtains closed and still allow air flow.  What was done is a start.  Apparently not the end.  And my tolerance of heat still has serious limits.

What I really need is central air, but that isn't possible without my ssd income returning.  A lump sum would see to that and a new furnace... the one I have is, was when I moved in, thirty seven years old.  So, yeah.  Of course, in high summer, getting hvac work... I could only get quotes and timetable quotes and hope for fall but expect more like spring as an installation rough date.  Last I heard, about $5k for the both, probably more like $7k or $8k now.

Later.

Noon thirty, up and starting.

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It doesn't get cold.  But at 72° while sleeping, I had to find a blanket, right at 4:44.  With the outside only getting to 68° from what I saw, there isn't much more cooling going to happen with a single ac in... 2,400 square feet, or so, house.  Still, that was enough.  Downstairs it is already up to 74° front and back, 88° outdoors.

As my first sleep on the floor, I was expecting a lot of aches and pains this morning.  As is, I can't sort out what might be derived from that and what is derived from excess work.  Or just work.  Learning to stand, while asleep... or even when awake, will be a bit of a trick.  I definitely roll more often.  I slept well, only waking in order to find a blanket.  I had one up there, just didn't want or need it at first, so couldn't dig through exhaustion to get it ready.  It worked.

I couldn't wake until 9:40, to close the cave down.  The 8:30 alarm had completely been used up and another half hour had rolled by.  That was a total blur of a memory.  The house had probably already started heating, but there was nothing I could do.  It was as good as I could do.

Blood sugar is 141 fasting, so a dose with food, perhaps eight or ten cc's.  Breakfast shortly.  A few eggs and salsa, chia and flax, and a fatted tea.  If I need, for a dose later, or just really need, another fatted drink.  If not, that is the food plan for the day.  No work, either.  A shower, tending critters, relaxing.  I have pushed too hard for two long.  Later.

Absolutely exhausted, but done.

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The bed is made, my bedside kit is set up, a shower taken.  It isn't cooling very quickly up there.  Or down here.  Not good.  I will close the vent, it doesn't seem to help.  It might help once the upstairs is cool, while I am downstairs?  I'll... figure things out.  I am hoping one ac will be enough up there.  Maybe not.  But I don't need expensive ac's for upstairs.  Just the cheap baby small size.

Absolutely done in.  I hope it has cooled some up there, but can't count on it.  I will move the fan to where it could help.  I sure hope it works.  I can't afford another ac this month, maybe next.  And nothing else that might work fits.  I think.  I will do measurements tomorrow.

I haven't missed medicine, even had to reset that Saturday.  I've been doing exceptionally well.  But... I am coming undone.  The final blood sugar is 97.  Good night.

Yea? Yea.

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Fried, cooked, almost done.  Yes.

The last curtains are up.  AC is up, an extension cord policed and set.  Now to rest a bit.  I would love to shower, but I want to cool a bit, then set up the bedding upstairs, first.  Yes, ac is on, as is a fan.  And the downstairs is open.  I will have to figure out whether to open the downstairs with ac running upstairs, with the floor vent open, or... lots of variables.

A break, then a floor bed including the alarm, lights, a few other items... edc for a right man's bedside.  Then another break if need be.  Finally a shower and to bed.  With short hair it doesn't take long to dry.  Oh, no.  I won't be setting an alarm.  There is no way I could wake to it.  I am in trouble.  A few cool days down, then back to work.

Blood sugar surprised me.  Two and an half hours after dinner, it was up to 126.  I was worried that it would keep going up.  An hour further on, it is 106.  I can't complain.  Tomorrow... one can only hope.  I'll keep at it.  Breakfast is at noon, if I can wake by then.  Hmm, could leave an eastern curtain partly open, see if natural light might help wake me.  Oh, may set the alarm for nine, if nothing else in order to close the joint before heat invades.

Oh, heck.  Not a bad week.  Not perfect.  Had to push a bit hard.  Got a bit done.

Quite good.

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While the grill was starting, then being adjusted, two of the windows were finished, mostly.  Sheers weren't put up, but the rods for those and the curtains were installed, and the curtains were put up.  As well, I set up for the last set of curtains to go up.  Then it was time to cook.

Chops, grilled.  As they were finishing, eggs fried and corn heated.  Perfect, if too much.  Two chops is as much as I could eat.  I will save the extra.  A glass of milk with else.  That heated me up.  Oddly, it has already started cooling in here, down a degree or two.  Hot food, a bit of work, and cooking just change the perception.

At 106 blood sugar was sat.  I expect it to go up enough to need to be remediated.  Fine in any case.  It isn't about my will, it is simply biomechanical forces which are fed then managed beyond that.  Getting personal or emotional, while natural, in wrestling some things, must be set aside as soon as possible.  Business.

I will need a bit of a break.  Cold tea, time to cool, time to digest.  I believe I will finish the curtains tonight, get the ac up and in, set up a bed, and then shower.  Or so it is hoped.  Oh, it feels like upstairs is just as cool... or warm... as downstairs.  Therefore I highly suspect curtains all around up there will add at least a few degrees of cooling.  Using blackout curtains on top of it.

I don't think I will get to dishes today.  Not enough trash to bother with, all of it packaging, so...  If I can gather it, I will.  Otherwise tomorrow, or when next possible.  Ugh.  So tired.  I was fine until I heated up.  I'll cool as possible, then start in.  It is 82° outside, at 19:30.  Bleh.  Later.

A reasonable day.

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No work, yet.  It will happen.  It is just about to happen.  Breakfast was eaten, fatted coffee and chia.  I will have chia a bit more often so as to add bulk.  In a bit, I will grill a few chops and have eggs on the side, plus a small fatted tea.  I will be hitting the upstairs, curtains to start as the grill heats.  At least I now know how to install brackets.  It just takes time.

After lunch, I will just continue with the upstairs.  It is 76° in the main house, not sure about upstairs, nearly 79° in the front rooms.  It actually feels cool.  As soon as work commences, that is going to change.  It is 92° outside, as I lit the grill.  Actually not a bad heat, a steady breeze and dry day improves things.

Blood sugar is 106 after breakfast and a 4 cc dose.  I won't take anything with supper or onward, unless it hits 150 or higher later, then a small fatted tea and a 10 cc dose.

My brother called.  He is still in Vegas, visiting family.  Wanted to talk about our mom's car situation.  He told me what he was offering, asked if I could pitch in.  I told him what I offered.  He doesn't think she can do a manual, either.  I not only think she could, I think it would be good for her.  They are going to, unwisely, ignore me.  She is going to buy another hunk of junk and have to struggle with it the whole time.   *shrug*

I'll get on to work, then lunch.  Later.

Alarms worked for a while.

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They did get me up to close the cave down before it got hot outside.  Around 8:40.  I couldn't stay awake.  Back to bed until noon.  Memory of waking earlier is weak.  I have been working too hard.  It, mostly, worked for almost a week.  Don't worry children, I will keep trying.  The cycle will begin spinning for a while.  As soon as I can regain a regular pattern again, I will try the alarms again.  I seek a regular sleep pattern, have since becoming ill.

The ducks are out.  No food in the hutch offers them incentives.  I do put water in with them.  I have worked on getting them out, food seems to be the trick.  Having cold tea, making fresh tea.  One advantage to oversleeping is it handles my alternating intermittent fasting interval.  I can eat as I wake.  Today should have been ten, it is noon.

I will try to eat at noon again tomorrow.  It isn't optimal, but fasting too soon is less optimal.  A surprise was that work went fairly well while fasting.  That was an improvement over fasting before.  I was able to work leading up to, then through the three full days of fasting.  Actually, even the day after.

Fasting blood sugar is 126.  Oh well.  The weekly, biweekly, and monthly averages are 114, 126, and 128.  With between four and five samples a day.  I will, with breakfast, use about 3 cc's of insulin.  If I don't dose, it will get higher, then stay high for fasting.  I will sort this out.  The number this morning is not acceptable, but I can't fast every day and I am already intermittent fasting strongly and watching what and how much I am eating.  So... minor doses, with food.

I won't shower first thing.  A few hours waking, and breakfast.  Then on to curtains, installing an ac or two, and then setting up a floor nest.  If I have worked up a sweat, I may turn an ac on, take a shower, then go crash for a bit.  If so, I may set the last of the dishes up before going down, in order to finish them when I wake.

With a cooler place to sleep, or even nap, I should be able to keep more of a work schedule.  And, sleeping in the spare bedroom, as my resistance to the cold has diminished and that is a warmer room, should help me figure out more work in the winter.  My body is changing as my vitals come under control.  I still have to sort things out.  I don't know what it all means.  I can only work on things as they become apparent to me.  It has been decades since... then again medicines can be as bad as the diseases... I'm just not, now, dealing with both, just, mostly, medicinal side effects.

Hmm?  Later.

Spooky?

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What is life without fear?  Small doses are affective.  Too effective?

I have been watering the lawn.  Simply put, it needs it.  City water will go way up, I have no choice.  The side lawn needs it least.  The problem with the front and back lawn is they get the sun so long that both watering times are limited and they get so sunblasted.  I suspect those with green lawns have ag water shares.

It is about time to hit the dishes, and open the cave up.  It is 72° out there, was an half hour ago.  It is 76° main, 78° front, probably due to me leaving the door open.  Ach!

Ah, as to fear?  My blood sugar is 76 after a few hours.  That is right on the border, and I am about to hit the dishes... heavy work, for me.  I am going to go without a carb pill, see where it is in an hour, and how I feel.  A slide from either, in the singular, and I will drop a tab.  Just one.  I suppose I could eat, but I want to see what a single tab does.  And I am attempting to keep to intermittent fasting.

A bit spooky.  It is right in noman's land.  A quick jerk negative could see me to a coma, even death.  Want to see my limits and ability to ride them.  It is how I was created.  Know your limits?  Fine.  But how can you know them if you don't test them?  I am beginning to know my limits.  Wish me luck?

Next time I will halve the dose.  If there is a next time.  Later.
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All good.  Blood sugar is up to 82 but enough, especially after work.  Dishes done.  Dried but air drying as a finishing.  A shower after a break.  There is no way I will get to curtains.  Too late, too hot, too tired.  A shower, maybe.  Probably.  Too cool off as much as to bath.  I have sweated profusely today.

While I didn't do everything planned, I don't think that was possible, with or without the visitation.  And anyway, I would have preferred the visit.  Work will always be here.  Not so the young ones.  They... fly.  And there is a biblical likeness, for the better among them.  Gone so fast, justified to tarry a bit.

I will shower, then air dry.  Not rudely, then test blood sugar one last time.
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Blood sugar at 89 is up and still good.  The average is 119.  Not sure just how good, "normal", or such, that is though?  I feel at ease going on to bed.  It is still really warm, it just isn't cooling off.  A shower was nice, but I really need to finish the curtains and get ac going.  Of course, not tonight.  I didn't put the last of the dishes in.  I want a shower in the morning.  While it is Sunday, will be, I need to get curtains and ac installed.  Choking on this heat.  So, tomorrow, if able, that will be done.  And my floor bed will be arranged.  Oh, and yes, I burned pretty bad.  Sun burned.  Sleep will be tricky.  Good night.

Hot!

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Partly my bad.  I had a visitor.  Can't invite people in, the place is still uncivil.  Should have invited him to chairs and shade in the back yard.  Instead, like a fool as host and self, I just talked out in the sun.  Ten to one I will burn, have burned, for that.  Although, I must admit, I have become less sensitive to the sun.  But it does wear me out, sun and heat, doubly both, quad more like.

So, yeah.  I wasn't exactly getting anywhere anyway.  Next time a shade talk, and water.  I should drink out there.  I enjoy discussions, I am not anti-social as some suspect.  It is good to talk.  With men, with women, sometimes mixed.  If I knew where to go, I might get out more.  Now that I am a shorthair... maybe I could start looking?

Exhausted from crisping, if I can work it will be later.  I may reset the rinse, as the water needs to be hot enough to dry well, but not too hot to touch.  It is room temp and that just won't do.  Dishes and curtains?  Maybe.  A cool shower after dishes might help.  I would sure like to get it all done.

It wasn't all that hot today but it isn't cooling well or quickly at night.  And I left the front door open, like a fool, for a part of the chat.  That certainly didn't help, if it wasn't the majority of the problem.  AC upstairs, fans downstairs, and curtains all around, should help.  If nothing else, a reading time in the ac upstairs when, if, it gets to me.

Blood sugar was 125 at noon, same at nearly 16:00.  I just ate, after the more recent reading.  I took 6 cc's.  Just... a trial.  Not sure if smaller doses will do anything, or too much.  Not every time, but a bit with food, once a day... an attempt at keeping it from jumping.  Too much effect?  Back it down.  I have become half decent at spitballing it fairly well, and correcting it when it goes wild.  The greater the risks the greater the rewards, and I have proven to handle the costs... as high of prices as a man can pay.

Ugh.  Too get the dishes reset, then done.  Then it's a shower, and curtains for me!

Still so tired.

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Given all, I have been pushing this week.  I want to do a few more things today, then take a few days off.  I am hoping to finish dishes, all of them.  As well, putting up the curtains and sheer rods.  Nothing fancy but actually more work than it sounds.  It will be hard on the back.  It will take all the vapors I am running on and into energy debt.  Then I get a few days down.  As well earned as I can do.

Up at 8:30.  Overcast, thankfully.  Not all that much cooler for it, but not heating up as fast.  I opened everything, including upstairs for the first time.  It got to 68° in the eastern front room and 72° in the main house.  My bedroom was 73°, but I heat small rooms.  I shut everything down right after waking.  If the sun breaks through it will get hot in a hurry.

A blood sugar reading of 99 fasting.  A bit of a gimmick, with three days of fasting behind it, occasional insulin use, keto, intermittent fasting... everything I am throwing at it, just to get a normal reading.  With chia, flax, and hazel and walnuts as breakfast, and chicken or chops for lunch, I can hope to keep the reading low.  Oddly, I was staying 'regular' while fasting.

I did not want to wake.  I skipped the six alarm setup, knew that wouldn't work.  Hoped to get up right at eight.  Nope.  Took four snooze bars and change?  Yes, one at eight and another every ten minutes until 8:30.  As to the change, I hadn't turned the alarm off, only hit the snooze bar the last time, so it went of a final time.  Sam gets in on the action now.  She actively works with the alarm!  Ugh.  She must think we are married.

A bit of waking time, up to two hours, then the dishes.  The first load.  A break, a shower, remaining dishes in, then either another break or on to a start with the curtains.  Then after curtains, finishing dishes.  As a possible finally, putting an ac unit upstairs and setting up a bed on the floor up there.  I bought a rug just for that, the rest I already had.  Later.

Not to bed yet.

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I wanted to water the yard.  Besides, it was too early to open up.  It looks like staying awake until it is cool enough is the way of things.  If I am able.  AC upstairs, and curtains, are backup.  The goal is to cool the cave as much as possible without ac.  I do suspect central air would be more efficient.  It is just beyond my reach.

A part of the front yard was in shade.  It got hit first.  Now the whole front yard is shaded.  I moved the first sprinkler and started the other.  In an hour the front sprinkler that hit two areas will be moved and turned off, the other will be moved and run at a new angle, and the back yard will be hit.  I can only definitely use two sprinklers at once.  But I have a plan.

At 20:00 it is still 82° F out there.  Beats 96°, but is still exhausting to be out in.

The final blood sugar is 94 for the last fasting read.  BP is 141/98 at a 77 pulse.  I have been working.  Medicine has been regular.  Sleep is reasonable.  I don't get the bp.  Usually, everything I am doing cracks it.  Medicine, sleep, blood sugar control, and more so fasting.  It should be twenty points lower, both numbers.

I have chia ready for in the morning.  I may set tea up for a fast start.  Then back on track with alternating intermittent fasting.  It sure makes fasting easier, if I am not losing weight.  Odd that.  Then again, weight loss was a hoped by-product, not the goal.  The aim was blood sugar control, and it is working.  Still, watching calories, with between a twenty and forty percent reduction, at least, while being much more active?

Don't worry, do your best.  Then again, why bother.  It's not like there is a woman out there, available.  Not sure it makes all that much difference at my age anyway.

The last post, probably.  I have another hour or two of watering, but good night.

So very hot.

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My newfound tolerance to heat has powerful limits.  After dressing for cool, and a bit of time at 74, I felt much better.  So a stroll around outside seemed good.  Not good, not good at all.  It is 96° F out there.  It went up a few degrees since I returned.  Just that short stroll about pounded me into the dirt.

Blood sugar is 103 after cooling and two, nearing three days of fasting.  I can't ask for better.  I will actually set up chia pudding for the morning.  I thawed meat for the week.  But I will mostly be eating light.  Finances are tricky.  Cabbage for coleslaw, more salad and chia, beyond less expensive, cooler to prep and eat.

After cooling down, a nap didn't seem necessary.  After the trip outdoors, maybe so.  No more work today.  However, curtains, dishes, and an acc upstairs and installed?  And food.  Food!  Good golly, going without really adds to flavor.  Perhaps a load of laundry and setting up a summer bedroom while at it?

Good night.  I do believe.