The Illusionist

fuckfuckfuckfuck

I just spent the last hour cleaning bits of uncured latex out of the heart mold.

Poured it again, and discovered that it is cracked, and it leaks.

Which means I may have to re-sculpt a new heart and re-mold it.

fuckfuckfuckfuck

SO apparently, I've been-- get this-- undereating.

Which is fine from the weight loss perspective, but disaster from a diabetes perspective. It means that my liver has gone into overtime trying to bump up my blood glucose levels.

The new medication makes it imperative that I eat somewhere between 45-60 non-fiber carbs per 3 meals and 15-30 before bed, moderated with protien and fat.