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What was your fasting blood glucose? (full on chat)

Bit warmer down here at present. Awkward questions from grandchildren included, if it’s zero degrees and will be twice a cold tomorrow, how cold will it be? Also, what is the speed of dark?
Surely its the measurement across the median latitude between us in kilometers divided by the total circumference at that latitude, multiplied by the time taken to rotate 24 hours or perhaps less due the Earth
turning on its axis a gnats bit more each day going round the Sun.
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Just heard. DIL's operation was a bit harrowing - not so much for her, she was asleep, but the surgeon told her daughter that it was the most difficult operation of its kind that the team had ever done. She was told that the wonky disc had fused with the spinal cord AND with the oesophagus (software is telling me that I am spelling that wrongly, but I disagree and I'm keeping my spelling) so they all had to be separated very carefully. Sadly, that left a hole in her oesophagus which had to be repaired so she can't eat or drink and is on a tube feed for now. At least she doesn't have to worry about low carb.

She says she can't feel her right arm, but she can move it, so presumably feeling will come back once her body gets over the trauma. Not paralysed anyway. She's also making jokes and being sarcastic. Her daughter takes that as a sign of her recovering. She got her daughter to set up a practical joke on Alistair for her. She, for what was a fairly sensible reason, had Alistair's bank card in her purse and realised it when she was away so needed to send it back. She told him she would put it in a padded envelope to disguise the contents, which was how it arrived at the sorting office this morning. He wanted to check that it was, indeed, his bank card so needed to open it then and there. Realising that it would look bad if he opened mail and put the contents into his pocket, he asked those around him to witness that it was addressed to him, which they did and which DIL knew he would. He opened the envelope and out showered loads of glitter which spread around the area, plus the bank card, plus a very skimpy pair of panties! Who they belonged to is anyone's guess - certainly not DIL. Poor Alistair. At least everyone had a good laugh.
I hope she makes a speedy recovery @Annb
 
Just heard. DIL's operation was a bit harrowing - not so much for her, she was asleep, but the surgeon told her daughter that it was the most difficult operation of its kind that the team had ever done. She was told that the wonky disc had fused with the spinal cord AND with the oesophagus (software is telling me that I am spelling that wrongly, but I disagree and I'm keeping my spelling) so they all had to be separated very carefully. Sadly, that left a hole in her oesophagus which had to be repaired so she can't eat or drink and is on a tube feed for now. At least she doesn't have to worry about low carb.

She says she can't feel her right arm, but she can move it, so presumably feeling will come back once her body gets over the trauma. Not paralysed anyway. She's also making jokes and being sarcastic. Her daughter takes that as a sign of her recovering. She got her daughter to set up a practical joke on Alistair for her. She, for what was a fairly sensible reason, had Alistair's bank card in her purse and realised it when she was away so needed to send it back. She told him she would put it in a padded envelope to disguise the contents, which was how it arrived at the sorting office this morning. He wanted to check that it was, indeed, his bank card so needed to open it then and there. Realising that it would look bad if he opened mail and put the contents into his pocket, he asked those around him to witness that it was addressed to him, which they did and which DIL knew he would. He opened the envelope and out showered loads of glitter which spread around the area, plus the bank card, plus a very skimpy pair of panties! Who they belonged to is anyone's guess - certainly not DIL. Poor Alistair. At least everyone had a good laugh.
A funny for Alistairs shenanigans.

But an obvious hug for DiL, even with faith in doctors, such moments can be worrying
 
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Surely its the measurement across the median latitude between us in kilometers divided by the total circumference at that latitude, multiplied by the time taken to rotate 24 hours or perhaps less due the Earth
turning on its axis a gnats bit more each day going round the Sun.
D.
It's all perception.
It's very similar to a watched kettle.
It's very strange that in the winter, I used to go work in the dark in the morning. And come home in the dark in the evening. In the summer the opposite.
And other idioms.
How much are your penny sweets?
By now, you have opened pandoras box.
 
Surely its the measurement across the median latitude between us in kilometers divided by the total circumference at that latitude, multiplied by the time taken to rotate 24 hours or perhaps less due the Earth
turning on its axis a gnats bit more each day going round the Sun.
D.
So we ignore the 26,000 years to complete one axial precession.
These are too long effects to be considered in the time taken to reach from there to me in one rotation.
Mind you if the little mites ask you about the Malenkovitch cycles you better get a tame scientist and send them off to Uni. P.D.Q.
;)

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Thanks mate,
I have always been a well washed Mersey merman!
It's not my sanity, even though I am mad .............................................at the world.
My decision making, my problem solving, the understanding that I now second guess a lot of my thought processes. And I'm in an environment that I'm not suitable to cope with. I've lost my working life, now with Mrs L becoming increasingly more dependant on me. And I am losing the support and companionship, her inability to be presence. And the benefits of a loving partnership, that shared experience of marraige. It's the realisation that with her health issues, I am losing her as well. Losing what we have shared.

7.0 this morning.
I was a bad lad last night.
I could have eaten the fridge and I had one of Mrs L 's treats.
I am guilty!
I can't be hurting myself, I shouldn't, but I can't help it.
Comfort eating!
Gonna try and fast today as penance.

Gotta go, sorry for putting my feelings out there.
Shopling, more chores etc. Etc.
It's bloody freezing. No monkeys around!
I'm with the others.

If your comfortable & feel it's useful, then I'm more than happy to see you post how you feel.

My dad had similar with mum.
I saw how he tried to make light of what was clearly killing him.

I think dad kept a lot in, looking back...I wish he had had some outlet like this.
We all did what we could, but I'm pretty sure he held a lot back to protect the rest of the family.

Would have been nice to think he might have laid some of that heavy burden down, among similar folks to ourselves, without the worry he'd upset those closest to him.

What you say, is pretty much what he said.
Heartbreaking to hear it then, heartbreaking to hear it happening to someone else.

I don't have the words to make, what is clearly a hard road to travel, much easier, though I wish I did @Lamont D

I just hope some of the camaraderie on here, helps lighten a hard day, just that little bit .

And the unburdening when you feel able, affords you some badly needed relief, and the chance of a little second wind, to help you through the day .

Take care.
 
J always said, a woman shouldn't whistle, she will summon the devil....
From my reading of scripture it is not miserable like a Scotsman ....like the classical corporal Fraser?

There is a time for everything under the sun.

The Bible is basically a Jewish book, they had much to put up with, but they had full community lives and much laughter as well as tears..... just like us all who are normal humans two/ three thousand years later.

Context. Context. Context.

If you want a miserable book try reading Hardy and Jude the Obscure.:)
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Good morning everyone, on a positively tropical 272.15°K start here in the dark and dangerous north. A lovely crunchy walk into town yesterday in the snow and a past the 10,000 steps mark by days end. First time in a wee while. There is talk, whispers, words including ‘attic’ and ‘decorations’. The Girl In The Bubble is staying over tonight and plans are afoot for her and Mrs Miggins to drag boxes of assorted green and red stuff out of the attic. A bit early for my taste by probably a decade but they seem happy and eager to execute their plans. I hope that the late 20thC antique tree still fits together. We need to get at least another 50 years out of it to offset our carbon footprint, currently at size 12. We have a real tree in the garden so I expect that will end up being festooned with Brussels sprouts covered in Ferrero Roche wrappers - or is that the indoor one? Art bit, some more black stuff added. Have a smashing time keeping warm. I shall drink Koffy and then sort out the art bits that I dragged out of the very cold art room.

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They are quite eccentric.
Yes but the rotation speed of Earth around the eccentric curve only changes on a very long time scale independent however elipsic it is.

I think of a spinning ballet dance who keeps a particular object in view each time round . If the ballet dancer was put on a rotatating plinth which went round the object once in 365 turns of the ballet dancer you have an analogous situation for one year. :)
 
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Yes but the rotation speed of Earth around the eccentric curve only changes on a very long time scale independent however elipsic it is.

I think of a spinning ballet dance who keeps a particular object in view each time round . If the ballet dancer was put on a rotatating plinth which went round the object once in 365 turns of the ballet dancer you have an analogous situation for one year. :)
Probably accounts for how slow some of my grandchildren are. Mind you, I get dizzy just entering a room, wondering what I entered it for, and leaving. Speed of dark is the same as the speed of light - at least for now. Who knows what will happen when dark matter pushes out the universe to a point when it then pulls it apart.
 
Its snowing outside atm.
It was about 2000hrs when Helen and Adrian brought us back from an early steak night at Wheyrigg Hall, and -5.0 deg C when came home.
No doubt been colder over night.
D.
Ps. had virtually no food all day. So I could have a steak.
Very nice too.
D.
Snowed here yesterday but not overnight - roads will be icy here this morning. I think that giving up my two wheels was probably a good thing to do but I do miss riding.
 
From my reading of scripture it is not miserable like a Scotsman ....like the classical corporal Fraser?

There is a time for everything under the sun.

The Bible is basically a Jewish book, they had much to put up with, but they had full community lives and much laughter as well as tears..... just like us all who are normal humans two/ three thousand years later.

Context. Context. Context.

If you want a miserable book try reading Hardy and Jude the Obscure.:)
D.
I'll pass on Jude the Obscure...just read the sample on Kindle @lindisfel

Those samples on Kindle usually tell me I do not want to read a recommended book...
 
It's all perception.
It's very similar to a watched kettle.
It's very strange that in the winter, I used to go work in the dark in the morning. And come home in the dark in the evening. In the summer the opposite.
And other idioms.
How much are your penny sweets?
By now, you have opened pandoras box.
You mean it doesn't happen if we don't see it.
Like if a tree falls in a wood it doesn't happen if it's not seen! ;)
 
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