Naps are desserts for the mind and body.

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Awake until 10:30, I went in to nap.  It took a while to finally sleep.  When I woke, it took a bit to get out of bed.  It's 14:00, if I only slept about two hours.  Pedicures and massages wind me, fasting is tiring, and cool weather adds virtual yet real mass to the load of life.  I would have slept more fully, and longer, but when I started to wake it seemed so late that I pushed myself out.  It seemed to be nearing dusk.  Oh well, that was enough dessert.

I took a blood test before bed, it was 177.  I was curious if a nap would change it, and it did. It is now 144.  Well, it may not have been sleep.  It may have just been fasting and time.  Tea is your friend.  Mostly clear skies, but only 65 out there.  We are getting a long cool spring rather than a bitter winter.  I'm not sure if farmers would agree, but I'll take that deal.

Good long sleep.

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No Sam, ac and fan, a very long day and the relaxation of foot work, all combined to a very solid sleep.  I think it was 21:00 when I went down.  I posted it, so can check.  I woke right around 5:00 and small change.  Eight hours, about as exactly as possible?  I'm just a bit surprised, thought it would have been longer.  Still tired, not tired enough to sleep.

Fasting blood sugar was higher, 199.  I guess that just happens still.  It is the weekend, so fasting.  Just two days, beginning food again Monday, midday.  From now on, the goal is to begin fasting Friday, to get three days in.  Mondays are bad enough, adding fasting is cruel and unusual punishment.

Today?  Back to my list.  Yes, bits and parts are getting checked off, slowly.  That will continue as well as some planting.  Trash will begin being corralled.  Oh, maybe, finally, a shave.

It is amazing how much less Sam eats than I thought.  Which... also means a lot less litter pan use, along with her being outside on warmer days as long as she can be.  I am still holding some hope.  But if Sassy doesn't return by, say, fall, I may try to find another girl.  Sam needs a cat "friend" as much as I need another cat.  I'll look for a slighly older gal, 'someone' who lost a home, one who has probably had kits.

Well, on back to waking.  Looks like the sun might be working it's way to a serious shine.  Later, good morning and day.

Wow, yes, bedtime.

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I had to push things to make an appointment.  I cancelled my massage, and if this hadn't snuck up on me, I would have cancelled this.  Just... unsure of some things.  Glad I didn't, for several reasons.  Still...  I needed the foot work and the new woman does well.  I just wasn't sure.  Even with a jammed pinky toe, the pedicure was fantastic.  Feet were good, especially since I've not been caring for them.  They are becoming lower maintenance.

After, grocery shopping.  More and new veggies, canned.  Plus unsweetened pears.  A few meats, chicken hindquarters and burger.  A few general refills of standards... potatoes, cottage cheese...  Life is good when you have enough to get by without pain or starvation.  Or, at least, those which can't be avoided.  Sometimes I can't eat, sometimes I must hurt.

A long day.  No nap.  Up at, say, 3:00?  Going down at 21:00.  Just eighteen hours?  Is t seemed like a lot more.  Good night.

Sometimes they get it.

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Better than I.  Friends, for my part.  Do they visit, see, then say as they will, even when I seem to be yam who yam who disturbs?  This time not so disturbing, if I had to do homework.  Something... about a painting caught my mind.  Too familiar.  Endymion, and Selene, Diana.  Innit.

A next day.

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Fasting blood sugar is 159.  Sure, it isn't 104, but it is well below 300's, even 200's.  The trend is still very down.  The 30, 14, and 7 day averages are 227, 202, and 174.  My aftermeal average for the last seven days is 170, which means my fasting blood sugar is what is tacking my average higher, as my beforemeal 7 day average is 154.  So, as fasting goes to premeal average... all very good.  On 4/24 I had a 463 reading.  I didn't *cough* probably mention that then.  Now is a good time to note it.  :p

Make that 17:00.

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Then again I wasn't able to crash untill nearly 14:00.  Mowing, again?  Well, I'll find out soon.  Yep, but returned at 18:00.  Worked on straightening tools and etc in the entry hall.  More to do, but a good start.  We both started slogging.  Lots of detailed organization is difficult for most men.  With two it was easier.  And working with tools, some of which are shiny, chrome, or techy helps.  Still, an hour of that was quite enough.  I'll do more tomorrow as work in the kitchen.

As I can cool I'll probably just go back to bed.  Tomorrow will be mostly planting and transplanting, plus standard list and/or shopping.  Good, good.  Later, or most likely good night.

Just about naptime.

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I wanted to stay up longer, but I need sleep to work.  The meal jumped the blood sugar 63 points, to 195.  And I am going to have peaches and cottage cheese as a late dessert.  I'll just have to live with things for now.

I contacted a vendor who sent rough gear.  I requested an exchange, unless everything is rusty.  Then I just want a refund.  Not store credit, not exchange, if they don't have quality equipment.  These guys really push things.  I'll see in a day or two.  It isn't much, saving efforts for later.  Snack and rest.  I'll set my alarm for 16: 00.  I think it  will work this time.

Later.

Some snacks won't work?

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After the firs test, I tested again, before eating.  Just a snack, really.  Pork rinds, which I was assured would be good for diabetes and keto.  A single serving, which isn't enough by the way, pushed blood sugar from 164 to 201... a bit excessive.  However, after three hours, blood sugar is down to 132, my second lowest or close.  Perhaps it isn't too wrong, maybe a snack needs to jack it to reset it?  Perhaps that is normal?  It will take time, experimenting, to get a better grasp.  And, yet, even now, the results are very good.

Now for a real meal.  Ribs heated, beans, and milk.  I am quite hungry.  I am handling hunger better though too.  I believe, after food, I am going to crash.  Sleep until the afternoon.  In hopes of being ready to do some work later.  Might go shopping this evening as well.  I can't quite shove my day around the regular way, perhaps I can trapse around another way.

Later.

A longer sleep.

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Ten hours, give or take.  A good sleep.  I let Sam in later on.  I sometimes know I will be rolling a lot in order to get to sleep and stay that way.  Cats like to sleep right near me.  I thought I heard thunder.  It sounds to be sprinkling from time to time, but it isn't chill.  Oh, the boss was by.  He mowed.  Probably had at least three lawns to mow and little time, with weather forcing him to mow all before it rained again.  We have had a lot of rain.  That was the first nominally dry day in a bit.  I get it.

Today?  Still at laundry, dishes, sweeping the floors, kitchen and living room work, shopping, and paying utilities if I get out shopping.  I may buy fresh asparagus if I see it. Very good grilled.  I do need meat, but a few veggies, canned and fresh.  I've liked putting veggies back in, loving corn, really enjoying the rest.  And it is not a negative.  Oh, and potatoes are fine, every other day or three.  If I can find other unsweetened fruit, for variety, I'd gladly get some.  I really thought, even unsweetened, peaches would bust blood sugars... not so much.  Really missed those various items, and for a lie it seems.  Some mild moderation is all, not carb Nazism.

Fasting blood sugar is higher, at 175.  That is still a general trend lower.  The second meal wasn't needed, pushed things.  However, I need to eat to full on the one meal and find tolerable, by blood sugar, snacks.  I'll be trying pork rinds, if celery and various nutbutters, if there has to be more.  If there was something else.  I tried the last bottle of kefir water, it seemed to jack the blood sugar by at least 50?  I'll... be checking that several more times.  That might just not be doable.  Until I zero in foods and technique, if even then sometimes just because, the numbers are going to... vary.  Weekly several day fasting will definitely help the trend.  On the weekends.  I'd still like to try a five day, even seven day, fast at some point.  I know I can, if I can.  I used to do without for weeks, if I slept most of the time.  The difficulty may be that I can't sleep like that with improved health.

Good morning.  Time to wake.  Later.

As late as possible.

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Crashing, hard.  It's just after 16:00.  Didn't need the second meal, especially that late.  I think I'll go one meal a day.  A couple of bills paid.  One more, utilities, next time I am out.  I figured out why it seemed extra hot.  The furnace was on.  While that is cool on cold days it wasn't so hot on warm days.  :p  I can't turn it off for continued risk of late freezing, I can turn it way down.

I best hit it.  Good night.

What a sun.

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It burns.  I suppose it won't start as when it let off.  Shouldn't.  We need the heat, even fury, of that star to kick life out of the winter dark and cold.  Did I mention fury?  Just a bit out there was killer.  I'll have to work at it.  Still, a steak is due so I'll have to sneak out a bit more.  I had to go to the post today.  Two things I was expecting, one I was not.  Only half the asparagus roots took.  I put that in a review on Amazon, couldn't find a contact for the company.  No contact, they just sent a new bunch.  They'll get five and regaled.

I got a shower and cleaned the toilet and surrounds.  I'm stuck on the rest.  I am hoping to do more, and stay up to afternoon.  Finish laundry, hit the dishes... might not be possible.  Oh, bills and some paperwork.  Ugh.

I ordered a landline phone device to put a stop to false calls.  If I can get that to work, I will then quit the cellphone.  Heard of it at AoSHQ.  I'm hoping it works.

One of the items I was expecting was spices and herbs.  While they do international, nothing I ordered was from China, or others on my list of untrusted.  Trying some garlic and onion powder on the steak.  Many spices and herbs, mostly Italian types, though some mixes (including... Italian).  Oh, and catnip.

The steak is on.  I let it salt ans spice for an hour. It should be right.  Later.

Probably all laundry.

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I had thought just two loads because I a burned out from folding.  However, the remaining loads are small.  I may not have enough wool or synthetics, though sometimes, if it seems right, I mix those two.  If there is enough even so.  I've turned over one load already.  The grill is going.  Pork ribs today, first meal.  Peas or on.  I'll have milk with the steak.  A small steak later.

Premeal blood sugar is 121.

After 'lunch', I'll hit the dishes.  Then the bathroom?  Later.

A solid and plans.

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The solid first.  Fasting blood sugar?  127!  I was sure it was going to jack to the high hundreds, or on into two hundreds.  The body just, well, isn't logical.  It probably actually is, we just don't have even a majority of the constants and variables, less so for some.  Denying what science can't see is denying blind spots.  Only, I tell you the truth, there are more blind spots than even areas of seeming clarity.  Befriend a scientist, then get him to look behind his eyes for you.  Perhaps you don't have this skill?  Anyway, you find fear.  Because you realize he knows nothing, and fears all his work is ultimately wrong.  And I'll also tell you this truth.  His work is wrong.

That is whyfor engineers.  They do.  Scientists guess (wrongly).  More so in these dark ages of blind modernity.  They have butchered their art by implying it is functional.

Plans?  Dishes, more laundry.  Yes, I was seriously backed up, back to the last bedding change and further perhaps.  This damnable wet cold spring put a kink in my can-do.  If, in my devilish aspects, is okay too, sometimes.  Dishes were nearly as bad.  Which reminds me, disposable cups.  It's the only way.  A shave today, some bills, and another shower.  I already pulled the bins back, this morning(my night).  If I can, more kitchen and living room.  Been doing parts of parts in both places... not much or whole, just some here and there.  Hmm, bathroom before those, whole bathroom, down to mopping.

Well, so the plans go.  I don't think the boss showed last night.  I didn't hear him.  When I woke and checked no one was here.  Not sure what is happening.  Hope I'm not getting him in trouble?  Anyway...

Oh, and food.  I may go with two small meals, one meat only, and in a four hour window.  I want to let my blood sugar settle (usually lower) for the day, so two hours in, then test, then another couple hours in before eating.  The last time I experimented with intermittent fasting, that was the method most efficacious... for me, ymmv.  If I didn't have a reliable blood tester.  It did work for ketosis, which I believe to be a reasonable proxy?  And, I am currently in moderate to deep ketosis, if quite by happenstance.  Definitely possibly proxy.  :p  Pork, steak, and lamb to choose from.  Peas, asparagus, and green beans (canned), unless maybe the cabbage is still good?  Milk, but only for one meal a day, if up to two quarts.  Yum.

Well, on to waking.  I will put a load of laundry in, fluff the load in the dryer, start at least that.  Just those two loads today.  Then just wake until I can hit the dishes and bathroom.  Later.
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Blood sugar rose to 135, after being awake for three hours.  Go figure.  Though... perhaps that is actually normal?  I do wonder how often my body does... very strange things.  Illness or just because, something about this meat suit seems different if medical and scientific studies, or observations, are to be believed at all.  I'll find out in time, maybe.  I'll test before I eat in a few more hours.  Still, I'll take even that number.  Oh, and weight is 255.  I'll take that as well.  If 240 is my ultimate (middle really) goal, breaking 260 has been difficult.  So I am well pleased.

Everything except a shave, and some.

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I was moving so slowly I ended up doing two loads of laundry.  Showering.  Just couldn't do a shave.  Oh, just for giggles I decided to do a final blood sugar test.  104!  I can't be unhappy with that.  If I have the right tools I can get there on my own.  Crazy.  How long have I been working it?  A week?  Certainly not two.  It was around 330.  Yeah.  Gotta sell the junk, don't dare just say "Watch your piehole, and no pie".  Oh, and don't you dare eat meat especially red meat, and absolutely not fatty red meat!  Do. It. Myself.

Food, little else.

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Steak, an incher, green beans whole can with a Doom sized dab of butter, half a can of unsweetened peaches with double the cottage cheese, and tea.  I took a premeal read.  It was 120.  After a couple hours, almost two, it reads 150.  I'll take that.  A load of laundry will be folded and a shower and shave.  It was 30... 3, 5, or 7... I think 33 F this morning.  Crazy for May.

I'd better hurry.  Want to wake when the boss arrives.  Good morning, night, and day.

Memories?  Mine?

Not much.

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Well.  Steak and ribs thawing.  A pot of tea brewed.  A load of laundry folded.  I'll fluff the load in the dryer then switch those after this.  Then, maybe, do what dishes are ready.  If a steak thaws, I may eat one.  Blood sugar was 155 a bit ago.  It seems cooler than readings, a heads up that the body isn't up to snuff.  No guff, going into a third day of fasting.

I'll get the laundry going.  If I can, a shower, as well as getting a shave in this time?  Yeah.  I'll put the folded up, hang the rest, too.  Later.

Awake.

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Right.  It feels more like I stepped out of my tomb again than I stepped out of my bedroom.  No, don't get me wrong, I feel good.  It is just that sleep was so... absolute.  There wasn't day, night, hot, cold, the world, or even a little bit of me sensed in any way.  Nothing.  And yet I can tell, from a previously made bed, I rolled like a bull in a summer waterhole.  I am well rested.  Bedtime was at or a bit after 10:30, I just woke at 20:30 and change.  Fasting blood sugar is 177.  The middle read last night was 145, and the final read was 136.  Very good.  Getting somewhere.

Suffering pays.

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Hunger had seemed to leave.  It hit two or three times yesterday, mildly.  Today it is hitting me often, like a solid punch to the gut.  Blood sugar just read 145.  I can gladly suffer for that trend of result.  I am pretty sure, if I can get it into the 80 to 120 range, I can learn to medicate with food.  Check every few hours or when something is off.  I've become clean from diabetes at least twice before, which means keeping A1C's well within the normal range for a year, usually more as docs hate surrendering a diagnosis, even the ones on your side.  Doubting damn Thomas'.

Trash!  Almost forgot.  It was 4:38 before I got to it.  Done, and cleared the reefer of some yuck.  Nothing else, so far.  A nap would be good.  I just can't sleep.  It was chill, more rain as well.  It was around 32 F.  Even with the house at 72, after going out, it's as if it's 66 in here.  That wet spring chill is frigid in the way deep winter can't quite compare.

I should be able to do some more work tonight.  Probably.  Please?  Later.

Yeah, there is that.

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I'm a bad boy.  While finally getting to managing diabetes I forgot about the rest.  Just kept on doing what I wasn't doing.  I wasn't taking medicine.  I got held up with potassium, then finding vitamins, then... it all just timed out of memory.  It's probably a good thing I am not a fragile dead man walking.  Still, back to the grindstone.  I've got several days of potassium and all left.  I'll use that, look for vitamins and replace the potassium as side not main quests.  Quests?  Whatever gets the dogs barking, innit.

Lots of sleep, or so it seemed.  Gathering what feeble wits are mine to muster, then using those to account downtime, it was between six and seven hours.  Short, but I didn't wake for anything.  Most nights, say 99.9-100% for the last five years, since the water pill, going at night has become customary.  Usually four to six times, if lately often down to two or three... massages, pedicures, and working, all help open channels so I drain better in the day.  Huh?  You seemed to be dozing.  :p  Or was that me?

Today?  I've already started!  Soaking dishes were given some rubba-dub, then their soak redone.  A fresh load of laundry was set, the load in the dryer given a refresh.  Actually a few other bits and parts were kicked out, if... I am not awake enough to quite recall.  Heck yeah, I'm on things.  I just have to make sure trash and recycling are put out, 4:00 is about as far into the morning as I dare.  Beside thinking of other things to go, and moving slow, it... better before that time.

Resting blood sugar is 196.  Not great, but it is resting.  I was hoping for better.  Pretty small improvement after a day without food.  Then again, something jaggered it a lot higher a few days ago.  I am in recovery mode just from that.  On the good side, from experience thus far, there is a 90% probability the rest of the readings will be lower.  What amazes me about fasting?  The way the hands will try to sneak food around the will.  Ever had a pet steal food?  How stealthy, how smooth, even right before your eyes, looking directly at you, into your eyes, and yet you don't see, believe, until your sandwich or whatnot is gone?  Right.  I really have to watch.  Sneaky bastage.

Well, tea, reading, music.  Then back to it when I am awakerish(tm).

Simply couldn't do more.

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I will put the laundry in the dryer.  I won't fold what I take out of the dryer.  I will set it out for tomorrow "morning".  Blood sugar has stabilized.  Starting at 260, it dropped to 185, then just now 184.  I am curious what the next days will show.  Tomorrow I hope to only do three readings, morning, noon, and bedtime.  If I maintain the fast, the same deal the day after.  The goal is a three day fast.  May need aspirin.

I did kick some of it out.  Not perfect, not bad.  I am pushing my day back around, it's 15:00.  Partly cloudy, or mostly sunny?  Yes.  Still seems cool, if that won't last if the sun is returning.  Did I mention it was down to 34 F last night?  Either rather later or earlier, a bit before or after midnight.

I've got to switch the laundry, gulp aspirin, and hit it.  Good night.