So, I did my first blood glucose test today. Stuck my finger, I did. Probably the last time for that, since I've using the same system that BB King uses, that lets you stick other, less painful, parts of your body. 120, it was, that was about 17:00. I need to start doing it pretty much every morning, and at various other times during the day. I got up at what I thought was on time this morning, but our electricity was off yesterday, and I kinda guessed when I set the clock in the bedroom, 'cause I didn't want to come out and check the time... and I was off a half-hour, so I just barely had time to take a shower and get out of the door. I've had that clock set about 15 minutes fast, which made knowing the real time even more of a shock. So I did the early-morning stuff at work after I got there at 07:00, and I remembered that I am supposed to *not skip meals*! So I went upstairs to get a bowl of oatmeal. Well, dammitall, they were out of oatmeal. However... biscuits and gravy is a lot like oatmeal, right? So I got some of that. The day was pretty uneventful, we were still a tech short, but the schedule was pretty light. Unfortunately, tomorrow is going to be bad... the schedule is chock full, we're still a tech short, and it's Friday... when all of the leftover bad karma from the whole week comes home to roost. After work, I went to the class to learn to use the meter, really mostly about what the readings mean and when to take them more than anything. Then Karen came up for the last of the six-hour core diabetes course. We got out at 20:00, and came home and ate some lean cuisine meals. Pretty good, but I really have to work on expecting smaller portion sizes. I don't know why I feel that I *need* a lot of food, 'cause I really don't... it's just that I've eaten a lot all of my life, and it's hard to get used to eating less. But I'll do it, I will. In other news, Karen and I are going south in a coupla weeks, I'm taking an extra three days off, and we'll be swinging by Enid to see Mom, if she'll let us, then on to Houston the next day to see JD and Annette and Tyler and, hopefully, Tyler's girlfriend. We'll spend the weekend there, the drive back on Monday. 22:22... I did discover something in class tonight... many of the symptoms that I have of late attributed to laziness are quite likely due to diabetes. Not that I'm really not lazy, y'understand? BS (that's Blood Sugar, not BullSh!t) disturbances can also lead to fuzzy thinking, and I realize that I have, indeed, recently giving some little credence to the repiglicans.... As noted above, it's *way* past my bedtime. In the Mail:
On the shelf:
Still haunted, or rather fascinated, by those multiple numbers, heh.