Oh Mr Furlong and I have had a laugh. We are watching one of the interminable series on Sky.
I was holding my bone broth in a mug, feeling tranquil, relaxed even. On screen was a scene of two people talking and at rest, sitting at a table in a log cabin. Suddenly, the loudest gunshot, quite unexpected, nearly decanted my supper soup into my lap. It was only with great dexterity I managed to field it into an upright position.
I have taken to not eating after six o’clock and then only having bone broth. Though I do have nettle tea after that. Nettle tea drops blood sugar noticeably. And not eating after six o’clock allows me to fast till breakfast tomorrow. It does wonders and is keeping my blood sugar normal.
I eat a high fat, low carb Primal diet. Lots of fat. It makes me feel good. I’d do it even if I wasn’t trying to avoid bad readings at the doctor’s.
Mr Furlong is eating naughty food tonight, but then he hasn’t got his HBA1C on Thursday.