Two a.m. and I wake with the realization that my blood sugar was getting low. This is normal and for the first time in many many years, it was without taking any sugar pills (as I call them,) before bed. Boza and I were sound asleep by nine p.m. and five hours seems to be about the normal amount of sleep for me. That is accompanied by an hour nap in the daytime at some point….Boza just follows what Big Bear does as far as sleep is concerned, then sleeps as much as possible as I work…
I was taking my sugar readings and Boza and I heard a noise outside! We went out with a flashlight and found a kitty was messing around in Boza’s apple garden. Therefore, kitty found him or herself the object of fun for Boza. It was a new kitty and did not know that Boza ruled his yard and learned real quick this morning that Boza’s apple garden is his home. I will say, “Cats can jump and jump high, when need be!”
It looks as if I am ready to drop to a lower dosage of sugar pills. Today I will only take one small sugar pill in the morning and see how that does for few days. I would like to loose more weight now and sugar pills effect that. To much medicine and I have to eat too much to counter that medicine. I am not hungry and only eat sometimes to counter sugar low levels. I do the best when I eat about six times a day with very small portions. Constant fuel, but not overload. This allows my body to maintain itself better and really is key in weight and sugar issues. Large meals burden the body with an overload effect and from that, in my case, comes a messed up day…
Blood pressure was 109/65, blood sugar 5.1 mmol/l, oxygen levels at 98% and heart rate at 75 bpm at this moment. Heart rate was a little high for pre-walking and waking up and that is something I am trying to figure out. I am in fair shape for a grouchy Big Bear and sometimes my heart runs too fast and messes me up. I am trying to figure this out?
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So, Boza and I are going for a walk and I will finish this post when I get back…
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Hour later, still dark, but the moon is a sliver and the horizon is starting to show light. There are people up in the village, lights are on in several Tiny Russian Village homes. Soon they will be gone and it will just be Vova, Nina and I as the only humans in the village…
It has hit +5 this morning. It is almost winter, while there will be a few more warm days, I had to walk with winter pants and a sweatshirt on today. Old Man Winter has woken and is starting to beat his chest. I have said many times, “Spring, summer and fall are short and sweet, but winter is long and deadly in Russia!”
We adjust and adapt as the seasons change. There is about a month of spring, one to two months of summer and a month of autumn. The rest is Old man Winters territory…
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I think while I walk; I think about what I will do today. I have so much to do, but most is limited by money. I need to run to the Big Village and get a few supplies, I need to split another ten logs, I need to pull nails. clean the wall of the back of the village home wall and get ready to rebuild it and I need to enjoy life!
I also am thinking about when I have to leave Russia. It is mandatory that I leave for awhile every six months. I do not want to, but it is the rules and I must leave. To me, this is a pain in the butt and costs money, money that we need to go toward the Tiny Village Home. I also have to plan a trip to a big store in Moscow, like Metro Market and buy cases of canned food for the winter. Metro is exactly like Sam’s Wholesale in America. We need, off the top of my head, a case of sweet corn, a case of beef stew, a case of green peas, a case of some type of hot cereal to cook and several other items. We also need to go to a hardware store and get a few tools and such…
Of course wanting to is different than being able to! Money dictates such excursions and having to go out of Russia for several weeks twice a year, hurts that budget. I am just glad that we are able to get by, even with the expense of international travel…
I saw that Russians are able to travel to Turkey again. Not Svetochka and I; Turkey sucks….But nowhere is cheaper. A trip to Turkey from Moscow is almost ridiculously cheap. Turkey was broken by no Russian tourists and they have dropped the prices to try to gather back millions of lost Russians for vacations. Many billions of revenue was lost to a simple stupidity move to appease America. I hope Turkey has learned a lesson? I doubt it!
I use to be able to take a train into Ukraine, spend a few weeks very cheaply and come back. But after that last trip to Ukraine; Ukraine, or better yet, Kiev, has become a cesspool of crap. I mean it was terrible and very dangerous. Take this from someone who loves Ukraine, but Kiev is where I have to do business and such and Kiev is a very dangerous place right now. Fledgling military wannabes are running amok on the streets of Kiev and the woman are being immigrant harassed to the point of scary and the Kiev men either laugh or ignore what is happening…
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I murdered another cellphone! I am most likely the best murderer of cellphones on earth. I forgot the cellphone in my pants pocket and started to split wood. Normally I set the phone on the picnic table, but yesterday it was destined to be crushed. I grabbed a big log and as I let the log rest against my right leg (or maybe smash against my leg,) I realized that the crunching noise was my cellphone and not my legs bones breaking. It was a good phone, it had been bought in Kiev, but it was very cheap and weak in structure. I already had glued it back together once before. This time as in Humpty Dumpty! All the Kings horses and all the Kings men. Couldn’t put Humpty together again!
(Sveta can use the same phone for her whole life, if she breaks it, I fix it and she keeps using it and it keeps working! I understand that she is easier on things than me, for everything I do usually involves heavy lifting, smashing, banging and simply stupidity. I am a bear you know?)
I have an old Samsung pre android smartphone, as backup and I like it! It just is harder to mess with as I walk around the village and Svetochka calls me or something or other….Or something or another….Or another something and Oh Well!
RIP cellphone…
This is how our day starts in the Tiny Russian Village…
WtR