Woke up just 15 minutes ago, so you know I am feeling the usual level of post-sleep crappy. Dizzy and disoriented, with cartoon smoke coming out of my ears.
The burrito I ordered from Taco Del Mar last night is so big that I honestly don’t know how to eat the thing.
Frankly, I am a bit intimidated.
I find it mildly amusing that I now have to remember NOT to take my Metformin. I am honestly thinking of putting it away somewhere so it won’t prompt me with its presence.
From the very first day of my diabetes diagnosis fifteen years ago, I have been taking two Metformin and one Glyburide twice a day, once with lunch and again with supper.
So it’s a hard habit to unlearn.
But I’ll be damned before I take any more of that stuff. Not when it could be destroying my liver, among other nasty lactic acidosis symptoms.
The only way I will take Metformin again is if Doctor Chao does an exceptionally good job of convincing me it’s okay.
And even then, maybe not.
Burrito’s pretty good. Shredded beef, refried beans, rice, pico de gallo. Pretty much a complete meal in wrap form.
Much more nutritious than the tube sock full of brown goo that Taco Bell calls a burrito.
Still miss Taco Bell, though.
The words are not coming easy today. My brain is thick with sleep sludge. I am probably going to need a couple more hours of sleep before I can truly qualify as awake.
So what the heck, here’s something cute from Tumblr.
I mean, the story itself is totes adorbs, but it’s “nemnems” that really slays me.
It never occurred to me before just how hard it is to say “m and m’s” when you are a new speaker and have trouble with certain consonants.
Is there such a thing as a prosonant?
Then there’s this gem :
I was a smartass kid, but not like that kid. I could never have been that cute about it.
I just pointed out more obvious (to me) flaws in adult logic.
Come to think of it, I still do that.
OK, one more :
I can totally imagine people doing that. Back when I had a tablet that worked, I would get the urge to do the same thing and only my deep sense of logic stopped me.
Instead, I would play Android games incessantly.
See,. more more sensible.
Anyhow, checking the other, smaller internet might not make sense, but the ways you interact with the internet on a PC versus on a handheld device are sufficiently different to make them feel like totally different experiences.
People probably have things they only do in the one place, even.
Twitter on the device, Facebook on the PC, and so on.
We are context bound creatures.
It’s like when multilingual people talk about how some thoughts are easier to think iand express in certain languages.
Makes me wonder what thoughts I can’t think because I only know English.
More after the break.
My day, part deux
Still not a heck of a lot on my mind.
Did the shopping and McD’s thing. Had a Big Mac because red meat has the most vitamin B12 and I want all of that that I can get.
I vaguely recall Doc Chao saying at one point that chronically low B12 levels like mine are often the result of a digestive issue (something enzymatic no doubt) that impairs the body’s ability to extract B12 via digestion.
That’s why I have to get B12 injections from my doctor. Any B12 given to me orally would have to be absorbed via digestion, and face the same issue.
Hopefully that’s something that can be repaired, maybe with some kind of probiotic drink that puts the right stuff in my gut biome.
Science words are fun.
I’ve been pondering getting one of those probiotic drinks for a number of reasons. For one, they supposedly can cure irritable bowel syndrome (IBS) and that sounds pretty good to me.
Though honestly, I have had IBS for over 20 years, so it is hard for me to imagine what life without it would be like.
I can’t imagine my digestive systems being calm and solid and reliable, as opposed to the simmering cauldron it is now.
Might take me a while to get used to it. Like someone who is from the busy noisy urban heart of a large city experiencing the quiet of a country night for the first time.
Eventually it will be quite soothing, but at first I might be jumping at all the noises that are not there.
Another reason to look into probiotics is that gut biome research suggests that the health or lack thereof of one’s internal flora and fauna. had have a profound effect on one’s mental health as well.
Makes sense. If you lack the micro-organisms to extract certain nutrients from food, a lack of said nutrients could have a strong effect on the brain and thus mood.
Would be darkly funny to find out after all the psychological wrangling and metaphorical pacing back and forth that my mood issues had nothing to do my terrible childhood and emotionally neglectful parents and everything to do with poor digestion.
Turns out the emotional starvation I feel is do to actual starvation!
Well, malnutrition, anyhow.
In fact, here’s a thought : what if we invent the perfect nutritional supplement containing every vitamin and nutrient we need and that is odorless and flavourless and therefore can go into all processed foods without changing the taste at all?
Oh, and is so cheap that adding it to everything won’t cost companies much?
Say it becomes universally adopted. It’s in everything. What then?
The nutritional standard of the whole human race would go way up. And people could eat whatever hell they want and still get full nutrition.
So we’d all end up eating like kids because all that mattered was how it tasted.
Then again, that wouldn’t fix the problems of getting too much of certain things.
Then again again, maybe those wouldn’t matter so much if you were also getting the full spectrum of your nutritional needs taken care of.
It’s an interesting concept, if I say so myself.
And I do.
I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow.