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I waited a bit over the time, if close enough. The first bp check on my right arm was nearly disastrous, at 178/110 pulse 86. Sure, I have had worse, but not on medication. Perhaps the hiccups in taking it have been too severe? I start with the right, in an obverse reason to why the Dread Pirate Roberts starts with the left... the opposite is usually better. Not yesterday. Today? 137/90 pulse 86? Wow, huge difference.
Oh, decided to test blood sugar. I knew it was going to be higher. At 135 I was... wrong. Crazy. I'll take it. A thirteen point drop while I am still stuffed to the gills. *blub* Just weird. Good, I think. But surely odd. A nap, if I can get out of the chair. Ugh. Later.
Saturday, January 5, 2019
After lunch blood sugar.
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I kept putting testing off. I have been hungry (sort of) since 10:30. Salami, too much, but... Several ketonics, plus a tiny salted vinegar tea... it really helps with stomach stoppage, maybe bloat, and seems to, maybe help keep blood sugar low. Yeah, but with nearly constant consumption and the high fasting number, I didn't expect a good number, perhaps 160 to 180, though it might just be up.
Yes, I get nervous, didn't want to check. It was time, past time. 148? I checked several times, to see if the number I was seeing was right. Even leaving the menu level then going back in. A fifty point drop after constant consumption, with a belly full enough to hurt. That's my kind of gig!
I am tired, worn, not feeling good. A bit of a shave, a shower, messing with easy food and drinks. A nap? Maybe. After this fatted tea, and an hour. Just took meds, want to check bp. It was really high last I checked. Then a nap. So ready. Later.
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I kept putting testing off. I have been hungry (sort of) since 10:30. Salami, too much, but... Several ketonics, plus a tiny salted vinegar tea... it really helps with stomach stoppage, maybe bloat, and seems to, maybe help keep blood sugar low. Yeah, but with nearly constant consumption and the high fasting number, I didn't expect a good number, perhaps 160 to 180, though it might just be up.
Yes, I get nervous, didn't want to check. It was time, past time. 148? I checked several times, to see if the number I was seeing was right. Even leaving the menu level then going back in. A fifty point drop after constant consumption, with a belly full enough to hurt. That's my kind of gig!
I am tired, worn, not feeling good. A bit of a shave, a shower, messing with easy food and drinks. A nap? Maybe. After this fatted tea, and an hour. Just took meds, want to check bp. It was really high last I checked. Then a nap. So ready. Later.
What!?!
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The last two blood sugar readings last night, through five and an half hours of yesterday, read 163, both times. I had hoped they would drop, but at least they didn't rise. This morning? 198 Crap. I guess the next fast will have to be longer. I won't be ready to fast again until next weekend, at he best.
A change, from something I am eating or doing... the hair on my head has become thicker, coarser. It's like I turned Italian overnight. A more recent or longer term change though, I can't say. In one way, it is great. Having baby hair makes it impossible to manage. But thicker hair has to be managed. A little goop and I could almost sculpt a sea wave. I wonder though, temporary or permanent?
Hungry, but what to eat? I Don't want cereal twice in a row. Hungry? Actually not, at least yet. I have some time to consider, as I prefer not to eat until hunger, or bodily churning, kicks in. I'm not fully enough into keto yet to not ever have hunger. Though sometimes it isn't there. It is hit or miss for now. Though, if I pay attention, when hunger isn't happening, I can sense the machine seeking energy. With intermittent fasting, of course, it doesn't always get food. In the feeding hours, however, I prefer to start eating on the active or passive signal, rather than just because, or by the clock (save as a time limiter and I.F. timer - eight hours of eating time, at least sixteen hours of no food). Anyway...
A shower first thing. Now to dress, get dishes going, get ready to water the quackles and cats, and try to hit the world. I'll try to dig in today. Later.
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The last two blood sugar readings last night, through five and an half hours of yesterday, read 163, both times. I had hoped they would drop, but at least they didn't rise. This morning? 198 Crap. I guess the next fast will have to be longer. I won't be ready to fast again until next weekend, at he best.
A change, from something I am eating or doing... the hair on my head has become thicker, coarser. It's like I turned Italian overnight. A more recent or longer term change though, I can't say. In one way, it is great. Having baby hair makes it impossible to manage. But thicker hair has to be managed. A little goop and I could almost sculpt a sea wave. I wonder though, temporary or permanent?
Hungry, but what to eat? I Don't want cereal twice in a row. Hungry? Actually not, at least yet. I have some time to consider, as I prefer not to eat until hunger, or bodily churning, kicks in. I'm not fully enough into keto yet to not ever have hunger. Though sometimes it isn't there. It is hit or miss for now. Though, if I pay attention, when hunger isn't happening, I can sense the machine seeking energy. With intermittent fasting, of course, it doesn't always get food. In the feeding hours, however, I prefer to start eating on the active or passive signal, rather than just because, or by the clock (save as a time limiter and I.F. timer - eight hours of eating time, at least sixteen hours of no food). Anyway...
A shower first thing. Now to dress, get dishes going, get ready to water the quackles and cats, and try to hit the world. I'll try to dig in today. Later.
Friday, January 4, 2019
A different question.
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I have been ignoring. I don't care about stupid questions. Days. Longer? I am in no shape to know. Have you ever had someone at your door while you are trying to sleep. They just won't go away. Finally, you gather yourself, your attire, your mind, and you go look. Perhaps curious by this point, or at least trying to remove the spirit of resentment before meeting the interlocutor... better have something important to say.
Well... I may not learn who this is, but I will answer the question so as to rest.
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I have been ignoring. I don't care about stupid questions. Days. Longer? I am in no shape to know. Have you ever had someone at your door while you are trying to sleep. They just won't go away. Finally, you gather yourself, your attire, your mind, and you go look. Perhaps curious by this point, or at least trying to remove the spirit of resentment before meeting the interlocutor... better have something important to say.
Well... I may not learn who this is, but I will answer the question so as to rest.
Awesome^2?
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I believe it. A couple hours after, blood sugar dropped more, to 167. Cool. I actually expected it to start rising. Either way I planned to eat. Two ounces of filberts... rounded up a lot, half an ounce or more... three ounces of salami sliced thin, and, say, three ounces of cream cheese, plus tea.
Cool. Two hours later, a bit ago? Blood sugar was down to 162. Something good is happening. Further, while I can't eat more, I don't have a heavy stomach, as if everything stopped in there. Apple cider vinegar, I am sure of it. It has acidified the gut. I actually feared acid reflux, in spite of what I heard. Nope. It is helping.
The next trial? Iodine. I keep, and use, table salt, iodized... iodinized? with iodine. I don't eat enough fish and sea food. Or eggs lately. Eggs? Yep, I didn't know that either... if I haven't sorted out egg consumption required for daily recommended values. I do know most people are short on this, very short. Although there is a way to test. I'll do that before buying a supplement. It's... just on the mind... potential list.
Food is done for the day. I'll test blood sugar in three then five hours. Just tea from here on out, only one with sucradrops. I still expect it may go back up. We'll see. Later.
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I believe it. A couple hours after, blood sugar dropped more, to 167. Cool. I actually expected it to start rising. Either way I planned to eat. Two ounces of filberts... rounded up a lot, half an ounce or more... three ounces of salami sliced thin, and, say, three ounces of cream cheese, plus tea.
Cool. Two hours later, a bit ago? Blood sugar was down to 162. Something good is happening. Further, while I can't eat more, I don't have a heavy stomach, as if everything stopped in there. Apple cider vinegar, I am sure of it. It has acidified the gut. I actually feared acid reflux, in spite of what I heard. Nope. It is helping.
The next trial? Iodine. I keep, and use, table salt, iodized... iodinized? with iodine. I don't eat enough fish and sea food. Or eggs lately. Eggs? Yep, I didn't know that either... if I haven't sorted out egg consumption required for daily recommended values. I do know most people are short on this, very short. Although there is a way to test. I'll do that before buying a supplement. It's... just on the mind... potential list.
Food is done for the day. I'll test blood sugar in three then five hours. Just tea from here on out, only one with sucradrops. I still expect it may go back up. We'll see. Later.
Wow.
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As I get ready to do things, a blood test. A very nice if odd 181 number. An hour after eating, only drinking a vinegar and tea in the interim (took the whole hour to drink the pint of mostly tea), my blood sugar DROPPED eleven points! Now it will do that at some point when fasting blood sugar drops below 150, sometimes more after leveling there, but I've not had this happen above. It only lowers, even then, for breakfast. I am curious if this would work as such, later in the day, or for the second meal. Crazy.
It is quite a thing. I wouldn't have believed a food could do that. Oh, but I can now be more sure apple cider vinegar doesn't trigger a glucose response. It might even be what helped lower the number? Helping digestion? I don't... know... anything. In time my suspicions, right or wrong, may lead to a more functionally healthy pattern of eating and living.
I will just end up dead, in the world (barring surviving to be among the quick taken for judgement, assuming I am human or that option exists if not). But why not seek health so as to enjoy what life remains? I might even seek a woman, if I could be a bit more active. I think I am tricky and know I am foolish enough. :p I just need a little more life... Father. *rictus grin*
Well, on to some things. Good morning, day.
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As I get ready to do things, a blood test. A very nice if odd 181 number. An hour after eating, only drinking a vinegar and tea in the interim (took the whole hour to drink the pint of mostly tea), my blood sugar DROPPED eleven points! Now it will do that at some point when fasting blood sugar drops below 150, sometimes more after leveling there, but I've not had this happen above. It only lowers, even then, for breakfast. I am curious if this would work as such, later in the day, or for the second meal. Crazy.
It is quite a thing. I wouldn't have believed a food could do that. Oh, but I can now be more sure apple cider vinegar doesn't trigger a glucose response. It might even be what helped lower the number? Helping digestion? I don't... know... anything. In time my suspicions, right or wrong, may lead to a more functionally healthy pattern of eating and living.
I will just end up dead, in the world (barring surviving to be among the quick taken for judgement, assuming I am human or that option exists if not). But why not seek health so as to enjoy what life remains? I might even seek a woman, if I could be a bit more active. I think I am tricky and know I am foolish enough. :p I just need a little more life... Father. *rictus grin*
Well, on to some things. Good morning, day.
Almost back to a normal day.
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No more split days, two per twenty four hours. Going to bed in the evening, waking in the morning. I can't recall bedtime. After 19:00, but just or well after 21:00 I can't say. Not much later, not any later. Waking at 5:06 to be exact, with my current condition suggesting an eight to nine hour sleep... yeah. It's just math.
A bit bruised and battered. The fast, the bits of work, getting on medicine again, all combined to do a number on me. Plus the cold. All good. Where would I be without challenges? Another shower nearly right away. Or bath? My body aches. A bath is better, but is a lot of work. But Epsom salt! I'd really like a bath.
I have been checking the ducks more frequently. The fear of their water freezing... Just that once, so far. Some days they eat a ton, sometimes almost nothing, but water they use right down every day. The last bag of feed is next. The next time I am out I need to check on feed. A non-soy mix, if I can afford it. I like my animals, but also choose certain things myself. It looks like they go through a bag a month? Ah, they used to do that. I am at half billet. Still, the goal is more, and maybe meat, this summer. Six bags? If I can, four as a fallback proposition. I plan on gifting one, along with some of the hydrated lime... spring is coming 'round the mountain.
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No more split days, two per twenty four hours. Going to bed in the evening, waking in the morning. I can't recall bedtime. After 19:00, but just or well after 21:00 I can't say. Not much later, not any later. Waking at 5:06 to be exact, with my current condition suggesting an eight to nine hour sleep... yeah. It's just math.
A bit bruised and battered. The fast, the bits of work, getting on medicine again, all combined to do a number on me. Plus the cold. All good. Where would I be without challenges? Another shower nearly right away. Or bath? My body aches. A bath is better, but is a lot of work. But Epsom salt! I'd really like a bath.
I have been checking the ducks more frequently. The fear of their water freezing... Just that once, so far. Some days they eat a ton, sometimes almost nothing, but water they use right down every day. The last bag of feed is next. The next time I am out I need to check on feed. A non-soy mix, if I can afford it. I like my animals, but also choose certain things myself. It looks like they go through a bag a month? Ah, they used to do that. I am at half billet. Still, the goal is more, and maybe meat, this summer. Six bags? If I can, four as a fallback proposition. I plan on gifting one, along with some of the hydrated lime... spring is coming 'round the mountain.
Thursday, January 3, 2019
Uhrm... no.
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Limburger. Just no. I actually was able to eat some of it. It actually tasted okay, mostly. A strange cheese, as a new mushroom, takes time. The texture wasn't too off. But the smell? My heavens. Oh my heavens. I've washed my hands three times, taken the trash out with everything involved. It's all I can smell. Only more so on the fingers which touched the stuff near my face, or disturb the air, they smell worse... worser? No, definitely worserest!
Other than the smell, I could do the cheese. It isn't my favorite, not worth the bother... currently. But I'd like to try it again. Someday. Why? Believe it or else it is part of what kings do. Real ones. Delusional you say? As you wish. Perhaps somewhere I could just obtain a small portion, cleaned of it's rind. No fainting or head rush, just... no.
The salami I am into is fantastic. The usual spices, though with fennel. It has serious umami, if not near the Limburger. A touch of the scent of death. That is umami. There is much deeper... seven or more years of salt preserved fish, among others. I am a novice to umami, if exceptional for a Westerner. I'll keep working on it.
It is nearing bedtime. Medicine, an hour or two, then down. Ah, paid my mortgage. My phone... either already paid it or it hasn't come due yet. Ugh. Confusing world for those so close to death. Good night. I'll keep you in my prayers, even if only as an enemy. Everybody gets at least a moment.
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Limburger. Just no. I actually was able to eat some of it. It actually tasted okay, mostly. A strange cheese, as a new mushroom, takes time. The texture wasn't too off. But the smell? My heavens. Oh my heavens. I've washed my hands three times, taken the trash out with everything involved. It's all I can smell. Only more so on the fingers which touched the stuff near my face, or disturb the air, they smell worse... worser? No, definitely worserest!
Other than the smell, I could do the cheese. It isn't my favorite, not worth the bother... currently. But I'd like to try it again. Someday. Why? Believe it or else it is part of what kings do. Real ones. Delusional you say? As you wish. Perhaps somewhere I could just obtain a small portion, cleaned of it's rind. No fainting or head rush, just... no.
The salami I am into is fantastic. The usual spices, though with fennel. It has serious umami, if not near the Limburger. A touch of the scent of death. That is umami. There is much deeper... seven or more years of salt preserved fish, among others. I am a novice to umami, if exceptional for a Westerner. I'll keep working on it.
It is nearing bedtime. Medicine, an hour or two, then down. Ah, paid my mortgage. My phone... either already paid it or it hasn't come due yet. Ugh. Confusing world for those so close to death. Good night. I'll keep you in my prayers, even if only as an enemy. Everybody gets at least a moment.
I just can't.
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Hungry. I have to eat. I so want spaghetti. I know. No. In three weeks, if I still want it, sure. I have whole einkorn wheat pasta. I am curious to see if it makes any difference. If not, back to regular non whole wheat pasta. So... what to eat? I think salami with limberger... a trial cheese. If I can't do that, then cream cheese. Actually, starting of with a fatted coffe might be best.
I have been looking for replacements for things. Chia seeds and various nuts for cereal, or nuts, coco nibs, and coconut chips or shreds for granola. I haven't tried those, but do have the ingredients for the first and am closing on the other. But potatoes... sure, there is cauliflower. That takes a lot of processing. Or seems to. And doesn't work as fries.
Daikon radish and jicama are a couple of runners up. The latter is also said to make a reasonable apple replacement. Just passing on ideas.
Yeah, I am ending the fast. Blood sugar is 136. At least there is that. Later.
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Hungry. I have to eat. I so want spaghetti. I know. No. In three weeks, if I still want it, sure. I have whole einkorn wheat pasta. I am curious to see if it makes any difference. If not, back to regular non whole wheat pasta. So... what to eat? I think salami with limberger... a trial cheese. If I can't do that, then cream cheese. Actually, starting of with a fatted coffe might be best.
I have been looking for replacements for things. Chia seeds and various nuts for cereal, or nuts, coco nibs, and coconut chips or shreds for granola. I haven't tried those, but do have the ingredients for the first and am closing on the other. But potatoes... sure, there is cauliflower. That takes a lot of processing. Or seems to. And doesn't work as fries.
Daikon radish and jicama are a couple of runners up. The latter is also said to make a reasonable apple replacement. Just passing on ideas.
Yeah, I am ending the fast. Blood sugar is 136. At least there is that. Later.
Hmm...
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I mixed two ketonic recipes. The turmeric ginger pepper with the ketone and electrolyte powder, with cream, in hot tea. Actually that wasn't bad. Given the givens that is. In this first hour, blood sugar jumped 25 points to 176. Maybe too much cream. I am having an apple cider vinegar ketonic, hoping that might help. No lemon juice in it today, with blood sugar already increasing.
Perhaps too much cream, maybe I can't add fats two days in a row, or just as possibly my blood sugar simply jumps from time to time. A lot of blood testing, but it helps, especially while trying new drinks. I'll check in another hour. If still increasing, then the next hour. If leveled or fallen, I'll wait two hours.
Ducks and cats are mostly good. Better check the litter pans. Medicine is down. Dishes have been washed and reset. I'll do two portions, drying and putting up. Then get a shower. I hope in time to get to the post office. Then, maybe folding laundry and of course setting up more dishes. I'll check the water for the ducks sometime this afternoon. They are amazing creatures.
Later.
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Right. Leveled, some might call it a drop. At one point less I call it a leveling. The precision and accuracy of the device, even at 1% if that is it's rating, simply isn't there. No problem, this is sufficient to satisfy my concern. I really wonder... I should probably consume a tablespoon of the a.c. vinegar tea ketonic before eating anything with calories. At least until blood sugar is well controlled and I am well fat adapted. Wrong or right, for the moment, I am tying fat adaptation to blood sugar.
Yeah. I'll keep at it. A bit hungry, mild at the moment... comes and goes. If it gets too bad, under several sources of more established advisement, I will consume small portions of fat. Not to satiation, merely to grease the skids. A tablespoon of cream or butter in tea.
Actually, I suspect ketone crystals of somehow, sometimes, raise blood sugar. It is probably still a potential good sometimes. Though I am past that point. I'll not use it again unless I really mess up. Energy isn't great, but is good enough for short shifts. I'm getting there. Later.
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I mixed two ketonic recipes. The turmeric ginger pepper with the ketone and electrolyte powder, with cream, in hot tea. Actually that wasn't bad. Given the givens that is. In this first hour, blood sugar jumped 25 points to 176. Maybe too much cream. I am having an apple cider vinegar ketonic, hoping that might help. No lemon juice in it today, with blood sugar already increasing.
Perhaps too much cream, maybe I can't add fats two days in a row, or just as possibly my blood sugar simply jumps from time to time. A lot of blood testing, but it helps, especially while trying new drinks. I'll check in another hour. If still increasing, then the next hour. If leveled or fallen, I'll wait two hours.
Ducks and cats are mostly good. Better check the litter pans. Medicine is down. Dishes have been washed and reset. I'll do two portions, drying and putting up. Then get a shower. I hope in time to get to the post office. Then, maybe folding laundry and of course setting up more dishes. I'll check the water for the ducks sometime this afternoon. They are amazing creatures.
Later.
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Right. Leveled, some might call it a drop. At one point less I call it a leveling. The precision and accuracy of the device, even at 1% if that is it's rating, simply isn't there. No problem, this is sufficient to satisfy my concern. I really wonder... I should probably consume a tablespoon of the a.c. vinegar tea ketonic before eating anything with calories. At least until blood sugar is well controlled and I am well fat adapted. Wrong or right, for the moment, I am tying fat adaptation to blood sugar.
Yeah. I'll keep at it. A bit hungry, mild at the moment... comes and goes. If it gets too bad, under several sources of more established advisement, I will consume small portions of fat. Not to satiation, merely to grease the skids. A tablespoon of cream or butter in tea.
Actually, I suspect ketone crystals of somehow, sometimes, raise blood sugar. It is probably still a potential good sometimes. Though I am past that point. I'll not use it again unless I really mess up. Energy isn't great, but is good enough for short shifts. I'm getting there. Later.
Finally.
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Fasting blood sugar is 151. At least the rest of today is fasting, though through Saturday, even Sunday, is hoped. No more, not yet. I am unsure of four days. I can't be sure, about everything, but it seems either multiday fasting or insulin are the only ways. I'd much prefer fasting, and it has to be coupled with intermittent fasting, to work. Well, that and keto. The problem is I have to be clear of mind, which... yes... means being well dosed on heart medicine.
It's a rougher gig than it sounds. Like being forced to soldier with one arm tied behind my back, wearing an eye patch on one eye, carrying an extra useless forty pounds of weight. I could yell, "Not fair"! But I, and everybody else, knows this, on both sides of the issues. That is a given. No one can help, or will. Not in a way that could balance things. Actually the only way to balance things, since I can't improve, would be to saddle everyone. I am not misery, and don't care for company... certainly not that much. *grins*
I had another type of ketonic yesterday eve. I was not sure it would work, as it included a tablespoon of cream, though could use butter. Turmeric, ginger, ground pepper (to absorb turmeric... stuff, pepper and fat are useful), well, in hot tea. Not as tasty as had hoped. Adding salt or a sweetener, perhaps ghee, might work. Actually butter. The ghee I bought separated. I suspect it has oil. I am trying to sort that out. Anyway... it didn't bother blood sugar.
I am about to have a regular ketonic. I might add a teaspoon of cream, just to try to kick over fat burning. As mentioned, while I am positive I am making ketones, hugely, I am not sure they are being used. Ugh. My doubts hinge on high blood sugar while eating a high fat diet. That leads me to suspect my body is breaking down dietary and muscle protein in the body. Beside high blood sugar is foamy pee. Yeah.
Which, among other things is why I am experimenting with other ketonics, herbs and spices, and food mixes. I am, generally, avoiding supplements, going for foods and spices. I ate and drank my way into some of this mess. It's the only way out. It might even cure or improve my heart on the way through. That wasn't my fault, nor was the extended lack of treatment. Doesn't mean I can't treat it. All doctors and medicine do, at this time, is help (if they deign) by buying some unknown chunk of time. I have to do the rest.
Actually, from a human... or what passes for that in these quarters... perspective, I... enjoy this challenge. Sure, I would rather be an engineer, brick layer, plumber, husband, father, even merc. But this is what I have left. It is dangerous, difficult, requiring risking health even life for small gains. It is complicated, requiring learning, investigation on several levels, plus lab work, some of which I do. That is to stay alive! What do you do to stay alive? Go to work? Race you! ;P
Well, enough for now. Have a good morning, day.
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Fasting blood sugar is 151. At least the rest of today is fasting, though through Saturday, even Sunday, is hoped. No more, not yet. I am unsure of four days. I can't be sure, about everything, but it seems either multiday fasting or insulin are the only ways. I'd much prefer fasting, and it has to be coupled with intermittent fasting, to work. Well, that and keto. The problem is I have to be clear of mind, which... yes... means being well dosed on heart medicine.
It's a rougher gig than it sounds. Like being forced to soldier with one arm tied behind my back, wearing an eye patch on one eye, carrying an extra useless forty pounds of weight. I could yell, "Not fair"! But I, and everybody else, knows this, on both sides of the issues. That is a given. No one can help, or will. Not in a way that could balance things. Actually the only way to balance things, since I can't improve, would be to saddle everyone. I am not misery, and don't care for company... certainly not that much. *grins*
I had another type of ketonic yesterday eve. I was not sure it would work, as it included a tablespoon of cream, though could use butter. Turmeric, ginger, ground pepper (to absorb turmeric... stuff, pepper and fat are useful), well, in hot tea. Not as tasty as had hoped. Adding salt or a sweetener, perhaps ghee, might work. Actually butter. The ghee I bought separated. I suspect it has oil. I am trying to sort that out. Anyway... it didn't bother blood sugar.
I am about to have a regular ketonic. I might add a teaspoon of cream, just to try to kick over fat burning. As mentioned, while I am positive I am making ketones, hugely, I am not sure they are being used. Ugh. My doubts hinge on high blood sugar while eating a high fat diet. That leads me to suspect my body is breaking down dietary and muscle protein in the body. Beside high blood sugar is foamy pee. Yeah.
Which, among other things is why I am experimenting with other ketonics, herbs and spices, and food mixes. I am, generally, avoiding supplements, going for foods and spices. I ate and drank my way into some of this mess. It's the only way out. It might even cure or improve my heart on the way through. That wasn't my fault, nor was the extended lack of treatment. Doesn't mean I can't treat it. All doctors and medicine do, at this time, is help (if they deign) by buying some unknown chunk of time. I have to do the rest.
Actually, from a human... or what passes for that in these quarters... perspective, I... enjoy this challenge. Sure, I would rather be an engineer, brick layer, plumber, husband, father, even merc. But this is what I have left. It is dangerous, difficult, requiring risking health even life for small gains. It is complicated, requiring learning, investigation on several levels, plus lab work, some of which I do. That is to stay alive! What do you do to stay alive? Go to work? Race you! ;P
Well, enough for now. Have a good morning, day.
Wednesday, January 2, 2019
It actually did.
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Blood sugar, without any cause, increased to 171. Something metabolic. While fasting, I assume fuel was gathered, if not the fuel... fat... I am trying to get it to use. Ketosis is very good, according to the test strips. Running between 80 and 160, pushing toward darker purple. The two aren't perfectly tied, if they usually have sync... just not lately.
Hunger is heavy. I am considering another ketonic, if of a different sort. Ketone crystals, electrolyte powder, tea, and... I think that is all I can use that won't exacerbate blood sugars. I am sure, five or six hours later, it isn't the vinegar ketonic which caused the spike. Especially after having initially lowered it, though there could be more complex reactions than I am currently aware. I'll keep experimenting. Perhaps a day, tomorrow, without that? Maybe.
It has been a good day. No work. Medicine, restarting. I didn't think so, when I thought about. I hoped. Just couldn't gain traction no matter the effort. Oh, and some suggested my experiences are, or may be, pure imagination, or demonic in nature. There are only a few ways to know, or be more certain. Can't be certain about who is sending the packets, if it seems possibly close to the source.
I have learned a few things I didn't know. I will admit I am always... suspicious, even if I go with it. However, understand, I am not emotional about these things. At least not always in the positive. Some might wish, for example, to be marked. I am not happy with it. Inconvenient, and I don't expose it publicly. Nobody's bizwax... just... a point on a mostly hidden blog, by an anon "writer". I am curious who you are. Even an anon expression would be appreciated.
No worries, if you won't step forward. If, however, you choose to snipe from the shadows... fine. Just include prayers. I understand that standing in the light, or dealing directly with every questionable sort, is impossible. Still, the door is open. There are two email addresses. I only check a.c a few times a month but it isn't as public as a.g. Just a thought.
If blood sugar keeps increasing I'm just going to eat. Pasghetti, as I prefer to call it. Later. Maybe good night. And, God bless.
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Bleh. Blood sugar dropped to 161, no dinner. Loving what you hate? I'm gladder that it dropped, if my stomach placed a bet on the losing horse. Not even crow, cold as is said best. Psghetti will have to wait. Bedtime it is. A grumpy stomach is no fun.
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Blood sugar, without any cause, increased to 171. Something metabolic. While fasting, I assume fuel was gathered, if not the fuel... fat... I am trying to get it to use. Ketosis is very good, according to the test strips. Running between 80 and 160, pushing toward darker purple. The two aren't perfectly tied, if they usually have sync... just not lately.
Hunger is heavy. I am considering another ketonic, if of a different sort. Ketone crystals, electrolyte powder, tea, and... I think that is all I can use that won't exacerbate blood sugars. I am sure, five or six hours later, it isn't the vinegar ketonic which caused the spike. Especially after having initially lowered it, though there could be more complex reactions than I am currently aware. I'll keep experimenting. Perhaps a day, tomorrow, without that? Maybe.
It has been a good day. No work. Medicine, restarting. I didn't think so, when I thought about. I hoped. Just couldn't gain traction no matter the effort. Oh, and some suggested my experiences are, or may be, pure imagination, or demonic in nature. There are only a few ways to know, or be more certain. Can't be certain about who is sending the packets, if it seems possibly close to the source.
I have learned a few things I didn't know. I will admit I am always... suspicious, even if I go with it. However, understand, I am not emotional about these things. At least not always in the positive. Some might wish, for example, to be marked. I am not happy with it. Inconvenient, and I don't expose it publicly. Nobody's bizwax... just... a point on a mostly hidden blog, by an anon "writer". I am curious who you are. Even an anon expression would be appreciated.
No worries, if you won't step forward. If, however, you choose to snipe from the shadows... fine. Just include prayers. I understand that standing in the light, or dealing directly with every questionable sort, is impossible. Still, the door is open. There are two email addresses. I only check a.c a few times a month but it isn't as public as a.g. Just a thought.
If blood sugar keeps increasing I'm just going to eat. Pasghetti, as I prefer to call it. Later. Maybe good night. And, God bless.
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Bleh. Blood sugar dropped to 161, no dinner. Loving what you hate? I'm gladder that it dropped, if my stomach placed a bet on the losing horse. Not even crow, cold as is said best. Psghetti will have to wait. Bedtime it is. A grumpy stomach is no fun.
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Another shot at the ketonic.
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This time I excluded lime juice. Labelled as zero carb, zero calorie, obviously untrue. This time I went with about a pint of tea, two tablespoons of apple cider vinegar, an quarter to half teaspoon of cream of tartar, and an half tablespoon of pink Himalayan salt. Not as tasty, but still not bad.
My blood sugar has been dropping, if slowly, since... I think... 214 this morning. It was 179 as I started consuming the ketonic. I must admit, I was surprised I could consume a.c. vinegar on an empty stomach, while fasting. I was able to consume this concoction quickly, less than five minutes. An hour later, blood sugar continued it's fall, down slightly to 174. Fasting remains simple enough. And I am not freezing, or feeling cold, today.
Something strange? Burping. Which isn't necessarily strange, it was the taste... and a strange realization. Although, for me, belching and passing gas, since Draino, maybe before, is rare... so actually it is odd. Anyway. The taste reminds me of a whiskey I used to greatly desire at times... need. Or scotch? Further, this vinegar scratches that vital need, but without drunkenness. I know, crazy. But true. I must assume the whisky had some similar acid? Fascinating. I tell you, alcohol was the only medicine I had when doctors were trying to pacify me to death with bad medicine.
Oh, two hours on, blood sugar has dropped to 151. I'll check the next hour, then at the three hour mark, from now... just to see if my blood sugar jumps for no good reason. Just... checking. The goal is two days fasting. But if all is good, I might try three. With this new ketonic to experiment with, maybe four? I'd like to figure a way to extended fasting.
I'm not interested in trying to learn to live on sunshine, moonbeams, and air. I just want a tool through which to quash diabetes. Again. I can't become "catatonic" anymore (quotes, as it wasn't true catatonia, as my mind is as you now perceive it, it just couldn't express itself through a nearly dead body). Becoming catatonic I was able to nearly hibernate, thus starve, for weeks, even mostly months at a time. Ah... such memories.
I thought to do an update on the ongoing fasting ketonic experiment. Tomorrow I will risk lemon juice. Though, perhaps next time I fast, I may try fresh juices of each sort. This will also work for intermittent fasting, so as to not break the fast, yet have something beside tea. Later.
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This time I excluded lime juice. Labelled as zero carb, zero calorie, obviously untrue. This time I went with about a pint of tea, two tablespoons of apple cider vinegar, an quarter to half teaspoon of cream of tartar, and an half tablespoon of pink Himalayan salt. Not as tasty, but still not bad.
My blood sugar has been dropping, if slowly, since... I think... 214 this morning. It was 179 as I started consuming the ketonic. I must admit, I was surprised I could consume a.c. vinegar on an empty stomach, while fasting. I was able to consume this concoction quickly, less than five minutes. An hour later, blood sugar continued it's fall, down slightly to 174. Fasting remains simple enough. And I am not freezing, or feeling cold, today.
Something strange? Burping. Which isn't necessarily strange, it was the taste... and a strange realization. Although, for me, belching and passing gas, since Draino, maybe before, is rare... so actually it is odd. Anyway. The taste reminds me of a whiskey I used to greatly desire at times... need. Or scotch? Further, this vinegar scratches that vital need, but without drunkenness. I know, crazy. But true. I must assume the whisky had some similar acid? Fascinating. I tell you, alcohol was the only medicine I had when doctors were trying to pacify me to death with bad medicine.
Oh, two hours on, blood sugar has dropped to 151. I'll check the next hour, then at the three hour mark, from now... just to see if my blood sugar jumps for no good reason. Just... checking. The goal is two days fasting. But if all is good, I might try three. With this new ketonic to experiment with, maybe four? I'd like to figure a way to extended fasting.
I'm not interested in trying to learn to live on sunshine, moonbeams, and air. I just want a tool through which to quash diabetes. Again. I can't become "catatonic" anymore (quotes, as it wasn't true catatonia, as my mind is as you now perceive it, it just couldn't express itself through a nearly dead body). Becoming catatonic I was able to nearly hibernate, thus starve, for weeks, even mostly months at a time. Ah... such memories.
I thought to do an update on the ongoing fasting ketonic experiment. Tomorrow I will risk lemon juice. Though, perhaps next time I fast, I may try fresh juices of each sort. This will also work for intermittent fasting, so as to not break the fast, yet have something beside tea. Later.
One little meal...
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The meal helped. I got warm quickly. Not hot, comfortable. If sleeping with food finished the process. I dressed for winter right away this morning. Dallied until frigid yesterday. That was part of it. Fasting today and tomorrow? Sure! I'll give it a shot. Try, try again. If I fail? Tomorrow, next week, later still. I'll get at least a two day fast in.
I'll be trying the new ketonic, without lime juice, later. Fasting blood sugar was back up at 214. A day of fasting ruined by two to three ounces of pork, the anemic four remnant pieces of celery, and half a block of cream cheese? Well, the ketonic had done damage already. As to the ketonic, I'm not sure whether to skip juice or use lemon? No, I'll skip this time.
Re-re-re-started medicine. Reset it for two weeks... need potassium for the next two weeks but otherwise that is set. I've been off longer this time, and so roughly on and off before that it's hurting this time. Ugh. If it isn't one thing it is another. Still, I'm keeping at it, in mind, even spirit, if not flesh. So rough, if pain has become a path to sacred blessings. I hope you live to see such wisdom. The fear of pain which grips so many is becoming their death and may become the death of the world.
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The meal helped. I got warm quickly. Not hot, comfortable. If sleeping with food finished the process. I dressed for winter right away this morning. Dallied until frigid yesterday. That was part of it. Fasting today and tomorrow? Sure! I'll give it a shot. Try, try again. If I fail? Tomorrow, next week, later still. I'll get at least a two day fast in.
I'll be trying the new ketonic, without lime juice, later. Fasting blood sugar was back up at 214. A day of fasting ruined by two to three ounces of pork, the anemic four remnant pieces of celery, and half a block of cream cheese? Well, the ketonic had done damage already. As to the ketonic, I'm not sure whether to skip juice or use lemon? No, I'll skip this time.
Re-re-re-started medicine. Reset it for two weeks... need potassium for the next two weeks but otherwise that is set. I've been off longer this time, and so roughly on and off before that it's hurting this time. Ugh. If it isn't one thing it is another. Still, I'm keeping at it, in mind, even spirit, if not flesh. So rough, if pain has become a path to sacred blessings. I hope you live to see such wisdom. The fear of pain which grips so many is becoming their death and may become the death of the world.
Tuesday, January 1, 2019
Not sure.
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Blood sugars have risen after drinking the new ketonic. Up to 160 right after finishing (took an hour, heavy stuff), 180 an hour after, and down to 177 an hour even later. Not so good. A thirty point rise at the height. Lime juice? The salt, cream of tartar, and tea are definitely not carbs. Vinegar or lemon juice... probably. The lime juice is better, says no carbs. I'll try one without that tomorrow.
I never did warm up. So I didn't work. I may have to eat. For now.
I checked on the ducks. Good thing too. Their water, strangely, froze over. I got them fresh water and checked later. They all must have drank and bathed. The water was filthy and low. No whine, just a note. With the great want and need I got them another portion of water. I'll check again before sleeping. And feed the girls. Might as well have a bite myself.
I've got the furnace at 74 F, two pair of socks, my winter boots, jeans, and two shirts. Thermometers are saying it's hot, so it must just be me. Food is the last, next, potential fix... for today. Ugh. I haven't been cold like this for a while. Good night.
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Blood sugars have risen after drinking the new ketonic. Up to 160 right after finishing (took an hour, heavy stuff), 180 an hour after, and down to 177 an hour even later. Not so good. A thirty point rise at the height. Lime juice? The salt, cream of tartar, and tea are definitely not carbs. Vinegar or lemon juice... probably. The lime juice is better, says no carbs. I'll try one without that tomorrow.
I never did warm up. So I didn't work. I may have to eat. For now.
I checked on the ducks. Good thing too. Their water, strangely, froze over. I got them fresh water and checked later. They all must have drank and bathed. The water was filthy and low. No whine, just a note. With the great want and need I got them another portion of water. I'll check again before sleeping. And feed the girls. Might as well have a bite myself.
I've got the furnace at 74 F, two pair of socks, my winter boots, jeans, and two shirts. Thermometers are saying it's hot, so it must just be me. Food is the last, next, potential fix... for today. Ugh. I haven't been cold like this for a while. Good night.
Believer?
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Depends.
Food advice in this case. No? Yes? In this case, no. If I have gotten good dope from an adviser before, I will give them more of my ear. As I have mentioned before, belief isn't a requirement to induce or prevent action. As long as there is time, exploration, investigation, and trials can be performed.
I do research on a variety of topics from time to time. Too much reading and watching on single topics at a time and I begin to draw blanks. Nothing sticks, nothing forms of what is going in. Too much study can also do that, generally. Jack has to play. The recent topic I planned to review ended up being a hot topic. It turns out to have uses even within fasting.
Apple cider vinegar, especially the type including the mother. Actually, if it's just the acid, why the mother? Anyway... Why the curiosity? First, that I learned to use it when making bone broth. It helps leech the minerals from the bone. This... seemed to hold potential for other purposes. Something, something, my subconscious suspected something, just couldn't quite solve the puzzle.
Then, many advisers who had gained some trust, kept writing or doing vids on this subject. I just didn't see this as primary and have had other research ongoing. Until now. Amazing. I may have solved a major problem! That of digesting, or not actually, meat. Actually I have been having difficulty digesting anything. Now, I am cutting meat, and other protein, a bit. But beside loving meats, they are the best sources of protein, and often fat.
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Depends.
Food advice in this case. No? Yes? In this case, no. If I have gotten good dope from an adviser before, I will give them more of my ear. As I have mentioned before, belief isn't a requirement to induce or prevent action. As long as there is time, exploration, investigation, and trials can be performed.
I do research on a variety of topics from time to time. Too much reading and watching on single topics at a time and I begin to draw blanks. Nothing sticks, nothing forms of what is going in. Too much study can also do that, generally. Jack has to play. The recent topic I planned to review ended up being a hot topic. It turns out to have uses even within fasting.
Apple cider vinegar, especially the type including the mother. Actually, if it's just the acid, why the mother? Anyway... Why the curiosity? First, that I learned to use it when making bone broth. It helps leech the minerals from the bone. This... seemed to hold potential for other purposes. Something, something, my subconscious suspected something, just couldn't quite solve the puzzle.
Then, many advisers who had gained some trust, kept writing or doing vids on this subject. I just didn't see this as primary and have had other research ongoing. Until now. Amazing. I may have solved a major problem! That of digesting, or not actually, meat. Actually I have been having difficulty digesting anything. Now, I am cutting meat, and other protein, a bit. But beside loving meats, they are the best sources of protein, and often fat.
Fasting isn't always fun.
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It started off a bit difficult. It has gotten better. Knowing it is a short, two day, fast made it easier, but it was already getting easier for no known reason. Waking to seeming violence may have ended with hunger. First adrenaline, then backing that down... extra hunger from the bodily functions.
Fasting blood sugar was 213, then dropped to 191. I decided to try the fasting version of my warm tea ketonics. It includes a ketone crystal mix, taurine, and an electrolyte powder. All on trial, but supposed to be carb and calorie free. I'll test in an hour, and then two. If it's higher in two then one hours, I'll check again in three hours. I am hoping for no, or a negligible rise. Anything over fifteen and I'll begin checking which item it might be. Labels simply can't be trusted anymore if blood sugar can just go squirrelly.
I haven't gotten to work. Cold, baby. I turned up the heat and dressed warmer. About to add a jacket. Sometimes it might be health, or hunger, or other such. All I know is I won't work until I warm up a bit. The warm tea should help. I just can't get to things while so cold. Taurine is supposed to help with energy while fasting.
Later.
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Good, so far. I am just finishing the ketonic. Still, it's been an hour since I started. It's probably all good. Blood sugar is 187 or a four point drop. I'll give it another hour. If there is no, or serious, swing up, I'll call it good. I will still check from time to time. It's how I do. Trust but verify, continually. You can never be sure enough.
Still cold. More hot tea, maybe a few more points on the furnace. Later.
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Good. Blood sugar dropped to 178, down nine more points. I won't bother with a three hour check. Three hours out I may check again. Yes, I did have liquid sucralose with the hot tea. It was carefully dosed at four drops in two quarts. So, yes, occasionally, if dosed down. Sometimes I simply can't drink without it.
Still so cold. Tending the ducks, I read the thermometer... below zero, F. The light wasn't good so I couldn't make an exact read. I don't think the cold is anything but health problems. Cold? I am freezing.
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It started off a bit difficult. It has gotten better. Knowing it is a short, two day, fast made it easier, but it was already getting easier for no known reason. Waking to seeming violence may have ended with hunger. First adrenaline, then backing that down... extra hunger from the bodily functions.
Fasting blood sugar was 213, then dropped to 191. I decided to try the fasting version of my warm tea ketonics. It includes a ketone crystal mix, taurine, and an electrolyte powder. All on trial, but supposed to be carb and calorie free. I'll test in an hour, and then two. If it's higher in two then one hours, I'll check again in three hours. I am hoping for no, or a negligible rise. Anything over fifteen and I'll begin checking which item it might be. Labels simply can't be trusted anymore if blood sugar can just go squirrelly.
I haven't gotten to work. Cold, baby. I turned up the heat and dressed warmer. About to add a jacket. Sometimes it might be health, or hunger, or other such. All I know is I won't work until I warm up a bit. The warm tea should help. I just can't get to things while so cold. Taurine is supposed to help with energy while fasting.
Later.
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Good, so far. I am just finishing the ketonic. Still, it's been an hour since I started. It's probably all good. Blood sugar is 187 or a four point drop. I'll give it another hour. If there is no, or serious, swing up, I'll call it good. I will still check from time to time. It's how I do. Trust but verify, continually. You can never be sure enough.
Still cold. More hot tea, maybe a few more points on the furnace. Later.
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Good. Blood sugar dropped to 178, down nine more points. I won't bother with a three hour check. Three hours out I may check again. Yes, I did have liquid sucralose with the hot tea. It was carefully dosed at four drops in two quarts. So, yes, occasionally, if dosed down. Sometimes I simply can't drink without it.
Still so cold. Tending the ducks, I read the thermometer... below zero, F. The light wasn't good so I couldn't make an exact read. I don't think the cold is anything but health problems. Cold? I am freezing.
Thank heavens.
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It's both January and the first. I didn't realize the point on the calendar before going to bed. Woke to several pops and a cacophony, mostly of women. That could be either celebratory or... what happens after someone gets shot. It's how they do, especially in flocks. Then a bunch of bangs.
It was time to wake, so I did. Then a consideration of what to do. I hadn't seen... anything. I decided to simply look, in a way I wouldn't be backlit. Excuse me for knowing a few things. Nothing. No one. No activity or sound at all. Then, I really started thinking fireworks, but couldn't figure out why. As is per usual, as I returned to the living room, my eyes tasted the electronic calendar... ahha.
All good. I am all but sure, had there been a shooting, police would be there, and an ambulance by now. So, no. No problems. They just woke me in time to celebrate the new year. *grins* I don't stress over things, only figure them out, dealing with what must be dealt with, living with what must be endured. Or just getting a chuckle out of events. Cheers! Don't lose an eye having fun. But do enjoy.
Never did get to work. Couldn't eat a whole chicken thigh either. I stayed awake until mid afternoon, hoping to figure some work out. It just wouldn't happen. I finally, after stretching six or more hours beyond a natural bedtime, hit the wall so hard I put my skeleton from the waist up out of whack sleeping like a log.
I'll push several things through, right after waking fully. Laundry folding, dishes, and a shower, right away. Well after a couple hours. I may need to sleep after that. If so, it'll probably just be a nap, after which I can hit folding and more dishes right after. Yeah, I think so. I'd like to collect boxes and maybe get going in the kitchen. Yeah. I'll get there. Oh, right, my fast starts today, lasting to Friday. Bleh. I had just started grousing around mentally for breakfast. Cold tea it is! Bleh, if I haven't said it.
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It's both January and the first. I didn't realize the point on the calendar before going to bed. Woke to several pops and a cacophony, mostly of women. That could be either celebratory or... what happens after someone gets shot. It's how they do, especially in flocks. Then a bunch of bangs.
It was time to wake, so I did. Then a consideration of what to do. I hadn't seen... anything. I decided to simply look, in a way I wouldn't be backlit. Excuse me for knowing a few things. Nothing. No one. No activity or sound at all. Then, I really started thinking fireworks, but couldn't figure out why. As is per usual, as I returned to the living room, my eyes tasted the electronic calendar... ahha.
All good. I am all but sure, had there been a shooting, police would be there, and an ambulance by now. So, no. No problems. They just woke me in time to celebrate the new year. *grins* I don't stress over things, only figure them out, dealing with what must be dealt with, living with what must be endured. Or just getting a chuckle out of events. Cheers! Don't lose an eye having fun. But do enjoy.
Never did get to work. Couldn't eat a whole chicken thigh either. I stayed awake until mid afternoon, hoping to figure some work out. It just wouldn't happen. I finally, after stretching six or more hours beyond a natural bedtime, hit the wall so hard I put my skeleton from the waist up out of whack sleeping like a log.
I'll push several things through, right after waking fully. Laundry folding, dishes, and a shower, right away. Well after a couple hours. I may need to sleep after that. If so, it'll probably just be a nap, after which I can hit folding and more dishes right after. Yeah, I think so. I'd like to collect boxes and maybe get going in the kitchen. Yeah. I'll get there. Oh, right, my fast starts today, lasting to Friday. Bleh. I had just started grousing around mentally for breakfast. Cold tea it is! Bleh, if I haven't said it.
Monday, December 31, 2018
I don't think so?
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Usually, anytime a food label indicates sugar, my diabetes takes a spike if I consume it. Proof ignorance is no excuse. This cheese, and I probably had four ounces, created no spike. Well, along with the salami, cream, and filberts, blood sugar only went fifteen points higher, and that probably not from the meal as it is four hours later, maybe three. Still... And fast carbs cause the fastest spikes... if my stomach is working. A bm shortly after breakfast, and no knotted sensation, tell me it's all working. So, those carbs weren't as severe as paperwork would lead me to believe.
So... What is the problem? I may have to force a fast. Maybe just two days. As well, push through with work. And make broth in the meanwhile, to have something easier to go off the fast. I don't feel up to it. Isn't that the best time, often? Yeah. Starting tomorrow? Sure. My first waking period Tuesday until my first waking period Friday.
I've gotten most of the trash out, and cycled a load of laundry through. No more laundry until I get things sorted and put up. I was quite behind. I am, because of folding and sorting remaining, about a third finished. If by bulk through the machines, closer to half, or two thirds complete. Some of what remains are smaller specialty loads, so it'll take a while even so.
I had to take a break on trash. It is two thirds out. I am too tired to work very hard. The goal is to have it all out before 6:00. Some days they are very early. No blame, that cycles. Just, gotta get this out. Not sure if it is recycling day yet either. Ugh. Later.
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Done! Before 5:15. No recycling but it was taken to the bin. The next goal is two baskets of laundry, then the dishes soaking, then a shower. I won't do a single load of laundry until all else is sorted and put up. Gah, ugh, bah! It'll be a few days. Vinegar has helped refresh the washer. Done!
Now? To rest, then eat... or sleep? The hope is a bite, folding, dishes, then a shower. No promises. Crashes have been intense and come quickly, surprising and capsizing my consciousness in an Utah instant. Still, I think at least two out of three probably, and a small meal... a chicken thigh and... ? Later. Good night and day, in case I crash.
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Usually, anytime a food label indicates sugar, my diabetes takes a spike if I consume it. Proof ignorance is no excuse. This cheese, and I probably had four ounces, created no spike. Well, along with the salami, cream, and filberts, blood sugar only went fifteen points higher, and that probably not from the meal as it is four hours later, maybe three. Still... And fast carbs cause the fastest spikes... if my stomach is working. A bm shortly after breakfast, and no knotted sensation, tell me it's all working. So, those carbs weren't as severe as paperwork would lead me to believe.
So... What is the problem? I may have to force a fast. Maybe just two days. As well, push through with work. And make broth in the meanwhile, to have something easier to go off the fast. I don't feel up to it. Isn't that the best time, often? Yeah. Starting tomorrow? Sure. My first waking period Tuesday until my first waking period Friday.
I've gotten most of the trash out, and cycled a load of laundry through. No more laundry until I get things sorted and put up. I was quite behind. I am, because of folding and sorting remaining, about a third finished. If by bulk through the machines, closer to half, or two thirds complete. Some of what remains are smaller specialty loads, so it'll take a while even so.
I had to take a break on trash. It is two thirds out. I am too tired to work very hard. The goal is to have it all out before 6:00. Some days they are very early. No blame, that cycles. Just, gotta get this out. Not sure if it is recycling day yet either. Ugh. Later.
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Done! Before 5:15. No recycling but it was taken to the bin. The next goal is two baskets of laundry, then the dishes soaking, then a shower. I won't do a single load of laundry until all else is sorted and put up. Gah, ugh, bah! It'll be a few days. Vinegar has helped refresh the washer. Done!
Now? To rest, then eat... or sleep? The hope is a bite, folding, dishes, then a shower. No promises. Crashes have been intense and come quickly, surprising and capsizing my consciousness in an Utah instant. Still, I think at least two out of three probably, and a small meal... a chicken thigh and... ? Later. Good night and day, in case I crash.
That might be it.
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Blood sugar is staying right above 200. Not quite up to fasting, but careful eating will usually bring it to the 150's. I started watching things closely, it just wouldn't budge. As I was having a cheese and salami snack yesterday... my Christmas culinary dinner substitute... I was thinking how delightful it was. Enough for a couple light snacks through the twelve days. How much like a caramel cheese, as perfectly those two can be blended.
Like a ton... So I rushed into the kitchen. Yep. Sugar added, or something or a process that sweetens... perhaps the caramel process? I guess that is a first for me, so... It is called gjetost. If you don't have sugar issues, love cheese and caramel? Now, I thought I read it only has seven grams of sugar (per serving/ounce). So, it really isn't too bad, or terrible anyway, unless you are running keto or diabetic.
Filberts for breakfast. They are growing on me. Two doses gets me 500 calories, mostly fat. With a fatted tea, it's a full meal. I am beginning to tag calories, roughly. Is there any other way? Right now I am not stressing calories, just checking what it takes to satisfy... fill the tank. In time I may go by calories after interest in food otherwise dies off. Calorie counting is practice... mostly.
Intermittent fasting is off as my sleep cycle is at two days per day. I am guessing the only reason I am not mostly simply catatonic is because I am able to eat, and good food. If a bear could find high fat food in the winter, would it sleep? No. Well, not as much. No one wants to run around in the winter cold, either. Even with an enclosed cave and 'always fire', it still gets cool. On this one, I am more like the bear than the wolf or eagle.
Trash has to go tonight. More work as well. Food will help. I have to push, or I'll crash before I can get chores done. It's tough for me to get going before I crash in this cool. I really have to shove. I can't always do that. I'll try. Have to really focus on one thing, like a poll vaulter. IF I can get that done, THEN focus on something else. Just one thing at a time or I get lost in the possibilities, then run out of runway... crashing so hard things almost break.
Later.
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Blood sugar is staying right above 200. Not quite up to fasting, but careful eating will usually bring it to the 150's. I started watching things closely, it just wouldn't budge. As I was having a cheese and salami snack yesterday... my Christmas culinary dinner substitute... I was thinking how delightful it was. Enough for a couple light snacks through the twelve days. How much like a caramel cheese, as perfectly those two can be blended.
Like a ton... So I rushed into the kitchen. Yep. Sugar added, or something or a process that sweetens... perhaps the caramel process? I guess that is a first for me, so... It is called gjetost. If you don't have sugar issues, love cheese and caramel? Now, I thought I read it only has seven grams of sugar (per serving/ounce). So, it really isn't too bad, or terrible anyway, unless you are running keto or diabetic.
Filberts for breakfast. They are growing on me. Two doses gets me 500 calories, mostly fat. With a fatted tea, it's a full meal. I am beginning to tag calories, roughly. Is there any other way? Right now I am not stressing calories, just checking what it takes to satisfy... fill the tank. In time I may go by calories after interest in food otherwise dies off. Calorie counting is practice... mostly.
Intermittent fasting is off as my sleep cycle is at two days per day. I am guessing the only reason I am not mostly simply catatonic is because I am able to eat, and good food. If a bear could find high fat food in the winter, would it sleep? No. Well, not as much. No one wants to run around in the winter cold, either. Even with an enclosed cave and 'always fire', it still gets cool. On this one, I am more like the bear than the wolf or eagle.
Trash has to go tonight. More work as well. Food will help. I have to push, or I'll crash before I can get chores done. It's tough for me to get going before I crash in this cool. I really have to shove. I can't always do that. I'll try. Have to really focus on one thing, like a poll vaulter. IF I can get that done, THEN focus on something else. Just one thing at a time or I get lost in the possibilities, then run out of runway... crashing so hard things almost break.
Later.
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