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The cheese based pizza was quite good. Eating half of it, even so, was an effort. I have saved leftovers for later. The microwave, with some care, should do well with that. I have to crash. Just couldn't get to things or wake, really. It has been a pleasant day. Good night.
Saturday, May 25, 2019
Ugh. There is hope.
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Nothing doing so far. Mostly. I did start bacon going in the oven. As well, I will make burger sausage crumble in a bit. Then , perhaps, a cheese crust pizza. I was looking at recipes for meatloaf but found this one. I may yet do a meatloaf, but I'd like something quicker, simpler, and more sure to start.
Blood sugar, initially, only dropped three points to 166 as my second, still fasting, read. So a full dose of insulin went in with two ounces of pecans and hazel nuts combined, nearly that of green olives, and a fatted tea. My blood sugar after that was 116, so no insulin I decided. In part because I held off my next meal. My weekly average is down to 159, two week average is at 173, and monthly is at 174 if I don't think there is more than three weeks on this unit yet?
After a bite, I am hoping to get back to work. No pain, just... lackluster. If I can start I might be able to hit it hard? I called my mom, went right to message. I think she is ticked. I didn't think she read here anymore. Obviously, if so, she doesn't understand. Oh, she thinks she does. Not so much. - She called back, all good.
Oh, the pizza? I don't have fresh onion or green peppers. Wouldn't use bell peppers no matter. I think I have dehydrated mushrooms I could restore. I have dried onion bits. Tomatoes, canned, mozzarella cheese for the base, beef crumble and bacon for the meat, and? Maybe anchovy paste mixed in with the base. You would not believe how invisibly anchovy paste makes dishes incredibly more meaty tasting, and mouth-wateringly savory. Plus it is exceptionally good for you. So very people are even willing to try ingredients they wouldn't, generally, wish to eat alone. If I made enough pizza to warrant, I would crack open a can of those and put them on top, if lightly. Good in mixed green salads too. As is, I just have the cans as rare treats. I thought I had green olives... if so, I will slice a few for toppings as well.
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Nothing doing so far. Mostly. I did start bacon going in the oven. As well, I will make burger sausage crumble in a bit. Then , perhaps, a cheese crust pizza. I was looking at recipes for meatloaf but found this one. I may yet do a meatloaf, but I'd like something quicker, simpler, and more sure to start.
Blood sugar, initially, only dropped three points to 166 as my second, still fasting, read. So a full dose of insulin went in with two ounces of pecans and hazel nuts combined, nearly that of green olives, and a fatted tea. My blood sugar after that was 116, so no insulin I decided. In part because I held off my next meal. My weekly average is down to 159, two week average is at 173, and monthly is at 174 if I don't think there is more than three weeks on this unit yet?
After a bite, I am hoping to get back to work. No pain, just... lackluster. If I can start I might be able to hit it hard? I called my mom, went right to message. I think she is ticked. I didn't think she read here anymore. Obviously, if so, she doesn't understand. Oh, she thinks she does. Not so much. - She called back, all good.
Oh, the pizza? I don't have fresh onion or green peppers. Wouldn't use bell peppers no matter. I think I have dehydrated mushrooms I could restore. I have dried onion bits. Tomatoes, canned, mozzarella cheese for the base, beef crumble and bacon for the meat, and? Maybe anchovy paste mixed in with the base. You would not believe how invisibly anchovy paste makes dishes incredibly more meaty tasting, and mouth-wateringly savory. Plus it is exceptionally good for you. So very people are even willing to try ingredients they wouldn't, generally, wish to eat alone. If I made enough pizza to warrant, I would crack open a can of those and put them on top, if lightly. Good in mixed green salads too. As is, I just have the cans as rare treats. I thought I had green olives... if so, I will slice a few for toppings as well.
A good wake.
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I was waking into a more minor migraine. I traced it, consciously as I woke. Throbbing from the front high left center, an eighth of the orb up from my left temple, flowing back to my spine, widening as a river of pain from a bullet hole, mild flashes of light, mild nausea, light and sound sensitivity. I have certainly had worse, but this wasn't going to be pleasant. It was 1 :38 when I checked.
I tried to sleep a bit longer. I remembered a woman I knew, Liz. I remembered nuzzling her shoulder blade after sex. I was called away, never to return. I had learned I couldn't take them with me, or hold on. I would never be back and they wouldn't wait even if I returned months later. No matter what the bible says, love, especially young love, is not patient. I remembered her scent. She rarely wore perfume, or even deodorant, and really didn't need it. Not quite a dream, more a near sleep recall. I don't remember where though. I think she was pregnant. I'd seen that look before. She was going to have the baby, and not tell me. Why. She had to know I knew. Even then I could see with my eyes closed... some things. Her baby isn't one I counted, since I never received active confirmation of live birth.
Couldn't fall back to sleep. So woke at 2:08. A nine hour sleep? Maybe eight, if that guess has slide in it. The headache, oddly, was mostly gone. Fasting blood sugar was 169, a thirty point drop from the fasting blood sugar of yesterday. Strangely I feel hungry this morning. I went to bed feeling hunger as well. Usually, on keto, I don't feel hunger. As well as blood sugars are dropping I... and what I have been eating... I am positive I am in ketosis.
Strange to be hungry. I am not used to the sensation. More, my responses are divorced from it. While I feel the pangs, they are no longer tied to consumption. I merely intellectually know that eating would solve that. I don't mind having the pain. I will have plain, unsweetened, tea. In two hours I will test blood again, then have a fatted tea, insulin too if the read is above 130? 115? I just don't know what the titrated down cutoff point should be. Hmm, I will call Tuesday, Monday being a holiday. I may make a cheesy bacon keto meatloaf for later.
I still have the work list. I should be able to do more, maybe a lot more? I turned the heat up just a bit higher, and will take aspirin early rather than later. A shower first? Maybe. Yeah, I'll get to things today. I am looking forward to it. While far from a perfect week, it has been a rather good one. While wrestling with Death, in a gimp body, I was still able to clean and else. Luckily Death is a slim-hipped woman girl and a brother. Yeah, War isn't the only freak in Humansville. Later.
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I was waking into a more minor migraine. I traced it, consciously as I woke. Throbbing from the front high left center, an eighth of the orb up from my left temple, flowing back to my spine, widening as a river of pain from a bullet hole, mild flashes of light, mild nausea, light and sound sensitivity. I have certainly had worse, but this wasn't going to be pleasant. It was 1 :38 when I checked.
I tried to sleep a bit longer. I remembered a woman I knew, Liz. I remembered nuzzling her shoulder blade after sex. I was called away, never to return. I had learned I couldn't take them with me, or hold on. I would never be back and they wouldn't wait even if I returned months later. No matter what the bible says, love, especially young love, is not patient. I remembered her scent. She rarely wore perfume, or even deodorant, and really didn't need it. Not quite a dream, more a near sleep recall. I don't remember where though. I think she was pregnant. I'd seen that look before. She was going to have the baby, and not tell me. Why. She had to know I knew. Even then I could see with my eyes closed... some things. Her baby isn't one I counted, since I never received active confirmation of live birth.
Couldn't fall back to sleep. So woke at 2:08. A nine hour sleep? Maybe eight, if that guess has slide in it. The headache, oddly, was mostly gone. Fasting blood sugar was 169, a thirty point drop from the fasting blood sugar of yesterday. Strangely I feel hungry this morning. I went to bed feeling hunger as well. Usually, on keto, I don't feel hunger. As well as blood sugars are dropping I... and what I have been eating... I am positive I am in ketosis.
Strange to be hungry. I am not used to the sensation. More, my responses are divorced from it. While I feel the pangs, they are no longer tied to consumption. I merely intellectually know that eating would solve that. I don't mind having the pain. I will have plain, unsweetened, tea. In two hours I will test blood again, then have a fatted tea, insulin too if the read is above 130? 115? I just don't know what the titrated down cutoff point should be. Hmm, I will call Tuesday, Monday being a holiday. I may make a cheesy bacon keto meatloaf for later.
I still have the work list. I should be able to do more, maybe a lot more? I turned the heat up just a bit higher, and will take aspirin early rather than later. A shower first? Maybe. Yeah, I'll get to things today. I am looking forward to it. While far from a perfect week, it has been a rather good one. While wrestling with Death, in a gimp body, I was still able to clean and else. Luckily Death is a slim-hipped woman girl and a brother. Yeah, War isn't the only freak in Humansville. Later.
Friday, May 24, 2019
Very odd.
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Some work. As well, a lengthened day. Mopped around the toilet, folded and put away the towels, collected more garbage, put most of the dishes to soak, shaved, and several other small partial tasks. Only laundry has been completed, all of it, including being sorted, folded or hung, and put away.
I was hoping to do more. I realized aches and pains were holding me back. And that I hadn't taken aspirin. So I took aspirin. Too late, for more work. It did likely help to push the day well into early afternoon. Even being overcast, damp, and cool out there. A good day for a rough start on a tough day.
Blood sugar has been crazy. Starting at 199, falling to 149, 102, 109, and finally 105 just now. I am not doing a thing different. I took insulin with a meal at 149, but not with the next meal and read. The last two reads were without meals anyway, so insulin wouldn't have been used. I performed an extra test just to be sure.
It is about bedtime. Good night.
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Some work. As well, a lengthened day. Mopped around the toilet, folded and put away the towels, collected more garbage, put most of the dishes to soak, shaved, and several other small partial tasks. Only laundry has been completed, all of it, including being sorted, folded or hung, and put away.
I was hoping to do more. I realized aches and pains were holding me back. And that I hadn't taken aspirin. So I took aspirin. Too late, for more work. It did likely help to push the day well into early afternoon. Even being overcast, damp, and cool out there. A good day for a rough start on a tough day.
Blood sugar has been crazy. Starting at 199, falling to 149, 102, 109, and finally 105 just now. I am not doing a thing different. I took insulin with a meal at 149, but not with the next meal and read. The last two reads were without meals anyway, so insulin wouldn't have been used. I performed an extra test just to be sure.
It is about bedtime. Good night.
Thursday, May 23, 2019
A bit more.
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Not much work, some little non-listed chores. But the waking cycle was stretched. There is a cost. Then again, I am in a phase in which there is no easy way out. It will hurt, a lot, no matter what I do. Sleep acts as a mild temporary pain reliever but my ribs and other parts end up suffering for it. Being awake means suffering those pains, perhaps developing or exacerbating aches and pains from excessive sleep or previous work.
I still struggle to be awake and further to work. The plans are as yesterday. A shower, shave, laundry, dishes, trash and recycling, and work in the bedroom. I did thaw meat, so eating shouldn't be difficult. Some meat, some chia cereal mix, and fatted coffee make for a lightly balanced meal menu. A few veggies wouldn't hurt.
Odd. If I do a lot of work, or stretch my day, more if both, the aches and pains fade quickly after waking. They don't ever completely go away, and sometimes one or another doesn't fade at all. Still, the majority do pass if I push. Uhrm, unless I far overdo things... not always then is suffering exacerbated, just usually... or sometimes? Better to push, if that costs consciously and 'visibly' in the now. What stays today is neck tension and the mild headache that goes with it. Aspirin.
Fasting blood sugar is once again below 200. At 178 it is still high. Something about excessive sleep has been playing havoc with the numbers. Raising them whether food is consumed and or insulin is thus administered or not while awake. I have been eating keto, too, exclusively. It just doesn't matter. The way sleep used to lower blood sugar was when I would sleep for whole days or even weeks. Yes, I did. I am not ill enough anymore. These fast short cycles somehow raise my blood sugar. Still, with an attempt to focus food and insulin, and taking some mild risks, the numbers are improving.
Well... on to waking, then to work. Towels, a shower, and then dishes and trash/bagging, I believe. I'll figure the rest out after. Oh, a dream. Funny, to me. I'm not even sure about sharing the punchline. You can't handle the truth. Maybe. Later.
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Not much work, some little non-listed chores. But the waking cycle was stretched. There is a cost. Then again, I am in a phase in which there is no easy way out. It will hurt, a lot, no matter what I do. Sleep acts as a mild temporary pain reliever but my ribs and other parts end up suffering for it. Being awake means suffering those pains, perhaps developing or exacerbating aches and pains from excessive sleep or previous work.
I still struggle to be awake and further to work. The plans are as yesterday. A shower, shave, laundry, dishes, trash and recycling, and work in the bedroom. I did thaw meat, so eating shouldn't be difficult. Some meat, some chia cereal mix, and fatted coffee make for a lightly balanced meal menu. A few veggies wouldn't hurt.
Odd. If I do a lot of work, or stretch my day, more if both, the aches and pains fade quickly after waking. They don't ever completely go away, and sometimes one or another doesn't fade at all. Still, the majority do pass if I push. Uhrm, unless I far overdo things... not always then is suffering exacerbated, just usually... or sometimes? Better to push, if that costs consciously and 'visibly' in the now. What stays today is neck tension and the mild headache that goes with it. Aspirin.
Fasting blood sugar is once again below 200. At 178 it is still high. Something about excessive sleep has been playing havoc with the numbers. Raising them whether food is consumed and or insulin is thus administered or not while awake. I have been eating keto, too, exclusively. It just doesn't matter. The way sleep used to lower blood sugar was when I would sleep for whole days or even weeks. Yes, I did. I am not ill enough anymore. These fast short cycles somehow raise my blood sugar. Still, with an attempt to focus food and insulin, and taking some mild risks, the numbers are improving.
Well... on to waking, then to work. Towels, a shower, and then dishes and trash/bagging, I believe. I'll figure the rest out after. Oh, a dream. Funny, to me. I'm not even sure about sharing the punchline. You can't handle the truth. Maybe. Later.
I was wrong.
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I was certain sleep would quickly descend. I felt the pull. Aches, pains, and strains looked to be toppling me. I didn't want to take aspirin, I couldn't remember when I took it last. The stuff, taken too often, can cause serious bloody noses, even the low dose used with the rest of the heart meds.
I didn't try to stay awake, I simply ended up being unable to sleep. I was able to do just a bit of work. Getting one bag of trash out, clearing the freezer top, and getting a small load of dishes collected. I am hoping to finish the few towels, shower, bag and finish getting trash out, and get the last batch of dishes set up. It, this time, sounds like more than it is. If I could hit it, using an hour would be going slow. If... I can do that.
Medicine, aspirin since it has definitely been a while, perhaps breakfast, and meat pulled to thaw. Then to get going on the rest. I think I might be able to cut these down, possibly going on from there. I'd actually like to do work in the bedroom before hitting... finishing actually... the bathroom. I have cleaned the toilet again, and done a few other little bits in there. Just a small bit of tidying, sweeping, and mopping.
It is getting done. I do need food though. Out of better eggs, might have a few store eggs. I have learned to thaw meat in a hurry. Wait, I have bacon. If it's good. Oh, yeah, it should be. Later.
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I was certain sleep would quickly descend. I felt the pull. Aches, pains, and strains looked to be toppling me. I didn't want to take aspirin, I couldn't remember when I took it last. The stuff, taken too often, can cause serious bloody noses, even the low dose used with the rest of the heart meds.
I didn't try to stay awake, I simply ended up being unable to sleep. I was able to do just a bit of work. Getting one bag of trash out, clearing the freezer top, and getting a small load of dishes collected. I am hoping to finish the few towels, shower, bag and finish getting trash out, and get the last batch of dishes set up. It, this time, sounds like more than it is. If I could hit it, using an hour would be going slow. If... I can do that.
Medicine, aspirin since it has definitely been a while, perhaps breakfast, and meat pulled to thaw. Then to get going on the rest. I think I might be able to cut these down, possibly going on from there. I'd actually like to do work in the bedroom before hitting... finishing actually... the bathroom. I have cleaned the toilet again, and done a few other little bits in there. Just a small bit of tidying, sweeping, and mopping.
It is getting done. I do need food though. Out of better eggs, might have a few store eggs. I have learned to thaw meat in a hurry. Wait, I have bacon. If it's good. Oh, yeah, it should be. Later.
Wednesday, May 22, 2019
So much sleep.
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It really isn't a choice. I fail in some odd way. Just as when everyone eventually falls asleep after their regular day. Only I am falling asleep every few hours. I have been eating, taking medicine, and keeping tasks, chores, and duties in mind and as actionable as possible.
I am terribly sore. Ribs, back, thighs, everywhere lifting would cause strain. I believe the dishes, laundry, and picking up and cleaning I did simply caught up with me. With cool temps, dark and damp days, recovery has been slow. I almost wonder if I have been turned into a plant! No sun sure seems to limit and reduce healing and recovery.
A bit to eat. A few hours awake. Even so, I suspect it is time to go back to bed. I may turn the furnace up so when I wake next time perhaps work can be tried right away. The last of the laundry folded, a shower, then the last of the dishes set up. I couldn't push through these last few wakes. Perhaps waking right into a warmer house would help.
If I can get things started right away, maybe I can do a second work period. Nothing breeds success like success. At least, with sleeping being the option to work, I am not falling behind in my efforts. There is simply no advance against the mess and chaos. But I can easily see, and I do appreciate, what has been done. Good night, again, etc.
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It really isn't a choice. I fail in some odd way. Just as when everyone eventually falls asleep after their regular day. Only I am falling asleep every few hours. I have been eating, taking medicine, and keeping tasks, chores, and duties in mind and as actionable as possible.
I am terribly sore. Ribs, back, thighs, everywhere lifting would cause strain. I believe the dishes, laundry, and picking up and cleaning I did simply caught up with me. With cool temps, dark and damp days, recovery has been slow. I almost wonder if I have been turned into a plant! No sun sure seems to limit and reduce healing and recovery.
A bit to eat. A few hours awake. Even so, I suspect it is time to go back to bed. I may turn the furnace up so when I wake next time perhaps work can be tried right away. The last of the laundry folded, a shower, then the last of the dishes set up. I couldn't push through these last few wakes. Perhaps waking right into a warmer house would help.
If I can get things started right away, maybe I can do a second work period. Nothing breeds success like success. At least, with sleeping being the option to work, I am not falling behind in my efforts. There is simply no advance against the mess and chaos. But I can easily see, and I do appreciate, what has been done. Good night, again, etc.
Crashed shortly after the last post.
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After the fever one. The other was made along with the previous dream video, but parted as the videos were long. I didn't immediately crash, drifted back to sleep. No work, couldn't. Just staying awake was the work. And it was serious effort. I might get aspirin down. That is said to help with fever, definitely helps with these aches and pains.
I woke just a bit ago but may just turn back in. The ducks were checked. With the ladies nesting diligently, food and water stay clean and aren't used quickly. I still try to do well by them, checking twice a day even if they don't need food or water. I keep their water topped off and enough food for a day, in case illness gets to me.
I am doing well for the condition. Meds taken regularly, even, mostly, insulin. Diabetes is back down to usually below 200s. I am hoping to get it back down, a lot. I really wonder if low blood sugar is difficult for my body. Every time I near 100s something goes wrong. Is this current illness some sort of flu or a negative reaction to lower blood sugar.
I will keep trying. Perhaps I simply have to focus through the sickness until I make it to calm. It is difficult even with a smaller if permanent seeming fever, aches, pains, and general difficulty staying awake. Still, I will give it my best. Back to bed. I will get back to work soon enough. When I can.
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After the fever one. The other was made along with the previous dream video, but parted as the videos were long. I didn't immediately crash, drifted back to sleep. No work, couldn't. Just staying awake was the work. And it was serious effort. I might get aspirin down. That is said to help with fever, definitely helps with these aches and pains.
I woke just a bit ago but may just turn back in. The ducks were checked. With the ladies nesting diligently, food and water stay clean and aren't used quickly. I still try to do well by them, checking twice a day even if they don't need food or water. I keep their water topped off and enough food for a day, in case illness gets to me.
I am doing well for the condition. Meds taken regularly, even, mostly, insulin. Diabetes is back down to usually below 200s. I am hoping to get it back down, a lot. I really wonder if low blood sugar is difficult for my body. Every time I near 100s something goes wrong. Is this current illness some sort of flu or a negative reaction to lower blood sugar.
I will keep trying. Perhaps I simply have to focus through the sickness until I make it to calm. It is difficult even with a smaller if permanent seeming fever, aches, pains, and general difficulty staying awake. Still, I will give it my best. Back to bed. I will get back to work soon enough. When I can.
The next part of the dreaming.
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Even these are dark dreams. Winning comes at such high costs. And what can be released is too terrible for most to understand. Everyone thinks being a dragon, just for a day... they would set things to rights. You can't. You will only light the world on fire. And it is never for a day. The hunger... once you begin...
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Even these are dark dreams. Winning comes at such high costs. And what can be released is too terrible for most to understand. Everyone thinks being a dragon, just for a day... they would set things to rights. You can't. You will only light the world on fire. And it is never for a day. The hunger... once you begin...
Fever?
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I suspect so. A mild fever. I had a thought about diabetes. At 159 it isn't perfect, but higher than the low that can mimic feverishness. With sleep so off, a fever now, plus aches, I am not sure this is a fasting draw. I think I slept four hours or less. Actually, that was several hours ago. So a test before, and after, a fatted tea read 169. I was sure that first read was 168. I have had the number change before. Never had that happen with my other tester. I will start manually logging, just checking.
Sure, it could be memory problems, but why now and a bunch of times in the last month? Sometimes for better, sometimes for worse. Could it just be some programming error, algorithm function, or actual manual alteration, if true (it is)? Why argue, just check, easy enough. Can't be gaslighted with real numbers.
I ended up crashing after the last post. Immediately. I am feeling rough enough that it could happen again at any time. All the aches and pains of before, plus the feverishness, it might take me down in a hurry. The pull is there. Still I am hoping to shower, finish folding the laundry, and start the last of the dishes. If I can push through, perhaps I can deal with trash and do some work in the bathroom. Maybe on to finishing dishes and getting to things in the bedroom?
If not, tomorrow... whatever that might mean in my condition, or the 'day' after that, or the next 'day', the following 'day', or some other 'day'. It is what I have had to do the last three work time zones. Days to weeks down. Further, I have caught up fairly well. I just hope to get caught up and then into solid organization. I'll get to it. Eventually I might even truly get caught up and become solidly situated.
Oh, I will be ordering a dumpster the middle of next month for the middle of the following month. That will seriously help. Sure, I keep saying that. But first SSD flatlined, then winter and illness hit, then buying a car this spring, plus such dark weather. When possible, no sooner. Later.
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I suspect so. A mild fever. I had a thought about diabetes. At 159 it isn't perfect, but higher than the low that can mimic feverishness. With sleep so off, a fever now, plus aches, I am not sure this is a fasting draw. I think I slept four hours or less. Actually, that was several hours ago. So a test before, and after, a fatted tea read 169. I was sure that first read was 168. I have had the number change before. Never had that happen with my other tester. I will start manually logging, just checking.
Sure, it could be memory problems, but why now and a bunch of times in the last month? Sometimes for better, sometimes for worse. Could it just be some programming error, algorithm function, or actual manual alteration, if true (it is)? Why argue, just check, easy enough. Can't be gaslighted with real numbers.
I ended up crashing after the last post. Immediately. I am feeling rough enough that it could happen again at any time. All the aches and pains of before, plus the feverishness, it might take me down in a hurry. The pull is there. Still I am hoping to shower, finish folding the laundry, and start the last of the dishes. If I can push through, perhaps I can deal with trash and do some work in the bathroom. Maybe on to finishing dishes and getting to things in the bedroom?
If not, tomorrow... whatever that might mean in my condition, or the 'day' after that, or the next 'day', the following 'day', or some other 'day'. It is what I have had to do the last three work time zones. Days to weeks down. Further, I have caught up fairly well. I just hope to get caught up and then into solid organization. I'll get to it. Eventually I might even truly get caught up and become solidly situated.
Oh, I will be ordering a dumpster the middle of next month for the middle of the following month. That will seriously help. Sure, I keep saying that. But first SSD flatlined, then winter and illness hit, then buying a car this spring, plus such dark weather. When possible, no sooner. Later.
Tuesday, May 21, 2019
Still awake and much better.
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Dinner is being planned. The furnace has been turned up. I will deal with laundry shortly, then take a shower. That will probably be it. I will most likely go back to bed after those things in the hopes for an early rise and a new start tomorrow. Perhaps a shave first thing. If I get the shower, I may put all remaining dishes in for a final wash starting tomorrow.
As exhausted as I am feeling, I am not planning a lot of work tomorrow. Dishes, but maybe just a wash, maybe two, then leave them to a rinse, finishing them the next day. The only thing I want to definitely start and finish is bagging and trash out. Even that seems a bit much. If it is the plan. If that works, I will start in on the bedroom the day after, and finish the dishes.
I would also like to call family tomorrow, and medical peeps. I am so tired. At least the aches and pains are much milder. Well, on to a meal. Later. Probably good night.
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Dinner is being planned. The furnace has been turned up. I will deal with laundry shortly, then take a shower. That will probably be it. I will most likely go back to bed after those things in the hopes for an early rise and a new start tomorrow. Perhaps a shave first thing. If I get the shower, I may put all remaining dishes in for a final wash starting tomorrow.
As exhausted as I am feeling, I am not planning a lot of work tomorrow. Dishes, but maybe just a wash, maybe two, then leave them to a rinse, finishing them the next day. The only thing I want to definitely start and finish is bagging and trash out. Even that seems a bit much. If it is the plan. If that works, I will start in on the bedroom the day after, and finish the dishes.
I would also like to call family tomorrow, and medical peeps. I am so tired. At least the aches and pains are much milder. Well, on to a meal. Later. Probably good night.
Crashed.
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Hard. Didn't see it coming. Felt it. It started with the back ache, then became a serious stomachache, then the conscious world just seemed an ever more uncomfortable place to which to be a party. It feels as if I was beaten in the torso on a full stomach. It still feels like that. I am not sure if the back ache is milder or was eclipsed by the stomachache.
Hours of sleep, more than needed for the sensation of being tired. I was attempting to outsleep pain. Whatever was wrong remains wrong. I will hit aspirin. It does feel like bloat. I was trying potatoes, the type which worked before. It isn't working now. I wonder if that is the problem? No more of that. If I want potatoes, from now on I have two choices... raw potatoes or potato substitutes. Potato substitutes aren't even bad, it's more convenience. Substitutes have to be much fresher and require processing.
Some of the wool socks weren't dry, so I hung them on the baskets. The towels should be dry. I'll give them a short refresh anyway, while I shower, when I am able. A spot of tea, medicine, aspirin, then either waking or back to bed. It's gotten like it was when I was perpetually crashing, only with solid physical pains and mechanical ailments.
Later or much later.
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Hard. Didn't see it coming. Felt it. It started with the back ache, then became a serious stomachache, then the conscious world just seemed an ever more uncomfortable place to which to be a party. It feels as if I was beaten in the torso on a full stomach. It still feels like that. I am not sure if the back ache is milder or was eclipsed by the stomachache.
Hours of sleep, more than needed for the sensation of being tired. I was attempting to outsleep pain. Whatever was wrong remains wrong. I will hit aspirin. It does feel like bloat. I was trying potatoes, the type which worked before. It isn't working now. I wonder if that is the problem? No more of that. If I want potatoes, from now on I have two choices... raw potatoes or potato substitutes. Potato substitutes aren't even bad, it's more convenience. Substitutes have to be much fresher and require processing.
Some of the wool socks weren't dry, so I hung them on the baskets. The towels should be dry. I'll give them a short refresh anyway, while I shower, when I am able. A spot of tea, medicine, aspirin, then either waking or back to bed. It's gotten like it was when I was perpetually crashing, only with solid physical pains and mechanical ailments.
Later or much later.
Back ache.
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A meal, small but good... the last of the roast beef. Eggs before too long. Perhaps sardines in a bit. That should allow for an attempt at intermittent fasting with a four hour eating window. If I suffer hunger, I'll eat a bit more tomorrow. I think focus might be back. It is worth a try. Perhaps an ounce per of two sorts of nuts as well? Maybe chia and flax instead of eggs? Hmm, actually, chia and flax as a final meal is best. That keeps me tanked up forever!
All of the dishes set to go have been dried and put up. The socks are all dry, at my feet, and about to be mated. The towels are drying. More? I don't know. As mentioned, my back is killing me. I will do more work, but how much, how fast, is another issue. Perhaps if I work while seated? Yeah, that might work for bagging and taking boxes down. Perhaps some of the work in the bedroom can be accomplished seated.
A shower might help. I have salve, for aching bones, muscle, anything. I could put a bit of that on after. Why I never remember that stuff? If I do have a mild fear of it. It is potent. And it smells. I like the smell, menthol, but... even non-hunter types can catch this, perhaps days after application. Still...
That will be it for laundry. There are still dishes. Of course trash, recycling, clearing, and cleaning, pretty much everywhere, remain. Still, a very good few day run. If I can seriously keep at it, I really might complete the bedroom and bathroom by Friday, the kitchen next week, and the living room the week after that? If is a mighty big word sometimes.
Well, to finish socks and get another meal. Another very dark day. For a nyctophiliac it isn't all bad. And it stays cooler. Later.
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A meal, small but good... the last of the roast beef. Eggs before too long. Perhaps sardines in a bit. That should allow for an attempt at intermittent fasting with a four hour eating window. If I suffer hunger, I'll eat a bit more tomorrow. I think focus might be back. It is worth a try. Perhaps an ounce per of two sorts of nuts as well? Maybe chia and flax instead of eggs? Hmm, actually, chia and flax as a final meal is best. That keeps me tanked up forever!
All of the dishes set to go have been dried and put up. The socks are all dry, at my feet, and about to be mated. The towels are drying. More? I don't know. As mentioned, my back is killing me. I will do more work, but how much, how fast, is another issue. Perhaps if I work while seated? Yeah, that might work for bagging and taking boxes down. Perhaps some of the work in the bedroom can be accomplished seated.
A shower might help. I have salve, for aching bones, muscle, anything. I could put a bit of that on after. Why I never remember that stuff? If I do have a mild fear of it. It is potent. And it smells. I like the smell, menthol, but... even non-hunter types can catch this, perhaps days after application. Still...
That will be it for laundry. There are still dishes. Of course trash, recycling, clearing, and cleaning, pretty much everywhere, remain. Still, a very good few day run. If I can seriously keep at it, I really might complete the bedroom and bathroom by Friday, the kitchen next week, and the living room the week after that? If is a mighty big word sometimes.
Well, to finish socks and get another meal. Another very dark day. For a nyctophiliac it isn't all bad. And it stays cooler. Later.
A solid start.
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Tea, a fatted coffee, soon a bite. The two smaller loads of dishes were turned over. Both washed, one rinsed dried and put up, the other soap soaked again. Laundry put through, another load set to wash. Small loads so they will be pushed on through to completion. Wool socks, then mixed white socks, and then all white towels. While the last is a huge load, bigger than my winter weight comforter, there are only three or four pieces. One last load after the one in the wash. I have an alarm set for an hour. Dishes will be hit, possibly laundry if it is ready.
Beef, a fatted tea, and... a bit of gaming or a show? Something. Just writing to keep work tacked down in my mind. It helps, somehow. After dishes and laundry, I will start on bagging and breaking down boxes. To get to one it may be more efficient to do both. It'll move along well, I think. After every hour or two resting I will attempt an hour or two working. If more like an half hour working. It's as much as I can do.
When the dishes soaking are completed, I may get in another shower before collecting the last dishes. That last shower was so good I wouldn't mind another. I might even do a single pass shave later. It had been a long while since my last shave before it. That sometimes makes regrowth faster after a shave. A shave nearly on top of a first in a while shave can dampen that otherwise quick regrowth.
Hmm? Oh, writing too much. Later.
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Tea, a fatted coffee, soon a bite. The two smaller loads of dishes were turned over. Both washed, one rinsed dried and put up, the other soap soaked again. Laundry put through, another load set to wash. Small loads so they will be pushed on through to completion. Wool socks, then mixed white socks, and then all white towels. While the last is a huge load, bigger than my winter weight comforter, there are only three or four pieces. One last load after the one in the wash. I have an alarm set for an hour. Dishes will be hit, possibly laundry if it is ready.
Beef, a fatted tea, and... a bit of gaming or a show? Something. Just writing to keep work tacked down in my mind. It helps, somehow. After dishes and laundry, I will start on bagging and breaking down boxes. To get to one it may be more efficient to do both. It'll move along well, I think. After every hour or two resting I will attempt an hour or two working. If more like an half hour working. It's as much as I can do.
When the dishes soaking are completed, I may get in another shower before collecting the last dishes. That last shower was so good I wouldn't mind another. I might even do a single pass shave later. It had been a long while since my last shave before it. That sometimes makes regrowth faster after a shave. A shave nearly on top of a first in a while shave can dampen that otherwise quick regrowth.
Hmm? Oh, writing too much. Later.
A very good sleep.
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I wasn't sure what to expect. After those days of confused sleep and wakefulness, with no ability to work, then a normal seeming day with a lot of work, I didn't know. I am a bit stiff, sore. Some of it from work, some probably from sleeping too deeply, too little movement. Still, not too bad.
Laundry was started first thing, the two smaller loads of dishes were reset. Tea is going in, hot tea has started as well. Oh, I set coffee to cold brew last night. I took out the grounds and topped of the jug after setting tea up. It is espresso strength, so can be cut by a one part cold brew to three or four parts water... for a typical American cup of joe, or just enjoyed in the espresso sizes. A bit of cream, butter, mtc or coconut oil added to keto the stuff.
Sleep was between nine and ten hours. Not bad. I will check the laundry and see about breakfast. A bit of beef and a fatted coffee. I miss fresh coffee. As soon as this jug gets to half, I have another gallon jug to rotate in. Yeah. Coffee and tea, cold or hot, perhaps mixed. Hmm...
Today? Dishes, laundry, perhaps finishing those. Bagging and collecting trash and recycling. Work in the bedroom. Work in the bathroom. Work in the kitchen... actually tearing down boxes which would mostly be work in the kitchen. Too much, but an advance on a new list. I will do what of it is possible. Laundry turnover right now, then dishes. At least one smaller load should be ready to dry, the rest can be washed then set to a rinse, to be dried and put up the next time I cycle laundry? Yeah.
Later.
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I wasn't sure what to expect. After those days of confused sleep and wakefulness, with no ability to work, then a normal seeming day with a lot of work, I didn't know. I am a bit stiff, sore. Some of it from work, some probably from sleeping too deeply, too little movement. Still, not too bad.
Laundry was started first thing, the two smaller loads of dishes were reset. Tea is going in, hot tea has started as well. Oh, I set coffee to cold brew last night. I took out the grounds and topped of the jug after setting tea up. It is espresso strength, so can be cut by a one part cold brew to three or four parts water... for a typical American cup of joe, or just enjoyed in the espresso sizes. A bit of cream, butter, mtc or coconut oil added to keto the stuff.
Sleep was between nine and ten hours. Not bad. I will check the laundry and see about breakfast. A bit of beef and a fatted coffee. I miss fresh coffee. As soon as this jug gets to half, I have another gallon jug to rotate in. Yeah. Coffee and tea, cold or hot, perhaps mixed. Hmm...
Today? Dishes, laundry, perhaps finishing those. Bagging and collecting trash and recycling. Work in the bedroom. Work in the bathroom. Work in the kitchen... actually tearing down boxes which would mostly be work in the kitchen. Too much, but an advance on a new list. I will do what of it is possible. Laundry turnover right now, then dishes. At least one smaller load should be ready to dry, the rest can be washed then set to a rinse, to be dried and put up the next time I cycle laundry? Yeah.
Later.
Monday, May 20, 2019
Everything except the trash and last loads.
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I will get the last of the laundry sorted, folded or hung, and put away. I just can't get to refuse. I lost interest when I realized, with certainty, that only a bag or two, mostly packing material, would definitely be all to go out. A triple batch of dishes are soaking, laundry will be cleared for tomorrow, a shower was wonderful. Everything but trash etc.
So tired. This time exhaustion is well earned. I'll listen to a bit of music as I fold laundry. I was starting to fear I wouldn't be able to work, even wake, again.
Good night, day.
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I will get the last of the laundry sorted, folded or hung, and put away. I just can't get to refuse. I lost interest when I realized, with certainty, that only a bag or two, mostly packing material, would definitely be all to go out. A triple batch of dishes are soaking, laundry will be cleared for tomorrow, a shower was wonderful. Everything but trash etc.
So tired. This time exhaustion is well earned. I'll listen to a bit of music as I fold laundry. I was starting to fear I wouldn't be able to work, even wake, again.
Good night, day.
Ugh.
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Laundry up, another small load nearly finished. Another in the wash since the drying load is so small. A shower after the washing machine is completed. Then bagging, trash, and recycling. I would like to finish the laundry completely and set up the dishes so as to be ready to go with a fresh start.
I also set up insulin for several days and made the bed. If I get the shower shortly, then can keep working for a bit yet this morning, I should be dry enough to sleep more comfortably. We'll see. Hmm, perhaps supper too. I am hungry. Beef fried egg and cauliflower rice? It sounds good, if possible.
Actually there isn't going to be much trash. I would still like to bag out what is there. Yeah. Supper first, then a shower. ??? Later.
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Laundry up, another small load nearly finished. Another in the wash since the drying load is so small. A shower after the washing machine is completed. Then bagging, trash, and recycling. I would like to finish the laundry completely and set up the dishes so as to be ready to go with a fresh start.
I also set up insulin for several days and made the bed. If I get the shower shortly, then can keep working for a bit yet this morning, I should be dry enough to sleep more comfortably. We'll see. Hmm, perhaps supper too. I am hungry. Beef fried egg and cauliflower rice? It sounds good, if possible.
Actually there isn't going to be much trash. I would still like to bag out what is there. Yeah. Supper first, then a shower. ??? Later.
Still at it.
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A shave and a small laundry load of a few blankets and single pair of underwear missed with regular cotton clothes just now. A meal earlier. Next laundry to be put up, then a shower. Trash and recycling, after bagging. Bagging the bins doesn't sound bad, but I keep five active kitchen sized and one larger size, and put four or five bags per bin. In case of drips or a tear. Yeah. After the shower, the next dishes get set up.
Not a bad run tonight. Trash is the main next focus. If all else fails I want that. I would sure like to get it all done, and might. I am not sure why it started happening. I just know I am enjoying it. A slight headache forming so a few aspirin down in hopes of possibly finishing. Got to keep pushing. Then I might hit the bedroom and the bathroom the next time I can work. Plus the last of dishes and laundry.
Another batch of videos came together. Actually all at once, but I parted them by... just how I felt they fit. After I had the sets, and as I arranged them, I noticed someone sensed my... problems, and hit up a post that had covered some of these things previously. It amazes me how someone does that.
To see and understand... assuming they do actually see, but then track back to an old post of a similar nature? If they aren't seeing what I am viewing on youtube, then finding a correct correlated blog post is... phenomenal. Whoever is doing it does it often. Whether one or several? Usually they are invisible, save leaving a visited post but with no indication of who, where, even when. Must be kin.
I'd better have a touch of tea, get insulin in, and night meds plus aspirin, then put laundry up, so as to get laundry into the dryer and a shower. Later.
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A shave and a small laundry load of a few blankets and single pair of underwear missed with regular cotton clothes just now. A meal earlier. Next laundry to be put up, then a shower. Trash and recycling, after bagging. Bagging the bins doesn't sound bad, but I keep five active kitchen sized and one larger size, and put four or five bags per bin. In case of drips or a tear. Yeah. After the shower, the next dishes get set up.
Not a bad run tonight. Trash is the main next focus. If all else fails I want that. I would sure like to get it all done, and might. I am not sure why it started happening. I just know I am enjoying it. A slight headache forming so a few aspirin down in hopes of possibly finishing. Got to keep pushing. Then I might hit the bedroom and the bathroom the next time I can work. Plus the last of dishes and laundry.
Another batch of videos came together. Actually all at once, but I parted them by... just how I felt they fit. After I had the sets, and as I arranged them, I noticed someone sensed my... problems, and hit up a post that had covered some of these things previously. It amazes me how someone does that.
To see and understand... assuming they do actually see, but then track back to an old post of a similar nature? If they aren't seeing what I am viewing on youtube, then finding a correct correlated blog post is... phenomenal. Whoever is doing it does it often. Whether one or several? Usually they are invisible, save leaving a visited post but with no indication of who, where, even when. Must be kin.
I'd better have a touch of tea, get insulin in, and night meds plus aspirin, then put laundry up, so as to get laundry into the dryer and a shower. Later.
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