The Benefits of Dropping Sugar in 2020s

I’ve now been stormed awake eight times this summer. That might not sound like much, but it’s different when you’re tired as hell. Last night, I surprisingly had more energy than I expected, but tonight, I don’t have much. As usual, the storms will probably stop as soon as I switch back to days. I really hope I can catch a break and sleep straight through before my Monday appointment, which I decided to keep and now kind of regret not canceling.

I still haven’t canceled the pulmonologist appointment, and Tom has been playing phone tag with the ENT’s office. Honestly, I’m tempted to just leave that one hanging. They made things harder for me, so why should we make it easier for them? They want to reschedule, but I know they’d just cancel again.

Besides, we’ve talked about it, and we both agree that Inspire might not be right for me. I’m sensitive, and this isn’t like a CPAP where you can just return it if it doesn’t work out. Tom found some exercises that are supposed to help with OSA, so I plan to look into that when I’ve got more energy. I’d hate to get the Inspire and then find I couldn’t sleep on my stomach or even on my side without noticing it.

I’m truly amazed at how much better I feel since cutting out sugar. I always heard about the benefits, but people tend to exaggerate, so I didn’t expect much. Honestly, I don’t even miss it. If I gave up wine, that’d be harder, but it’d still be doable. I’ve got more energy overall, and my weight, which I thought would reset, has stayed steady. I’m usually around 158, though I was 157 again earlier today. I doubt I’ll lose any more.

I am getting a little tired of losing my alone time, though. I count on it when I’m on nights. Earlier, I went to nap and wasn’t quite asleep, but then he turned on the kitchen light and started talking to Alexa. I noticed because I hadn’t closed the door. He got up because he was hungry. His schedule has been erratic lately, and it’s frustrating because one of us having a wacky schedule is bad enough. I’d probably be more annoyed if I had the energy to work on my story. I really like to be alone when I do that.

I added a few things to the Walmart cart. Collard greens are okay—they’re edible, but I don’t think I’ll get them again. I don’t want to waste what I have, though, so I got some hummus to make wraps with them.

As for the FAA, they’re giving me the usual excuses. They claim they know I feel like my complaints aren’t being heard, but say they can’t control the situation, and that flight activity has increased since 2020, partly due to the beautiful weather here.

I don’t just feel like my complaints are being ignored—they are being ignored. And to say they can’t do anything is pure bullshit. “We can’t” really means “we won’t.”

It’s just my typical luck that the population—and flight activity—skyrocketed between 2020 and 2021, mostly due to the lack of COVID restrictions here. We could move to Alaska and everyone would suddenly want to move there too.

On another note, Nurse Kim is now 55! Not crazy Kim—she’s still in her 40s, and I think she just turned 44.

I blocked messages on Pinterest, yet I’m still getting them. They’re mostly from senseless names sending senseless stuff. I’m not even going to bother previewing and declining them anymore. I’ll just ignore everything.

Lastly, the new golf course, Mars Garden, came out yesterday. It’s a good course—nice graphics and no crazy hard holes, but finding the hidden balls is a challenge.