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humor with a sense of tumor
Ask at any McDonald “do you have fish burgers”. No, we just planning to have soon, so sorry.
“Oh no don’t be, mind telling where the Dr Batra’s clinic is?”
You see, men like to go to clinic like this for two reasons usually. Something is not growing and something is falling off. That takes the Jesus out of their mind and they would stop looking for such baloney. They immediately become a fan of medical science. Or what I know, may be their belief in Jesus or Kamadava grows stronger and keeps intact, none of my renunciation responsibilities.
I did not go to the clinic for such a reason. “I went to have a look at why they are growing their business ?” I had a prior appointment, NOT for that reason though.
them a small monetary reward.
After the meal I went to sleep. After a couple or 3 hours my sleep was again broken in a mad rush of argument between the same people. This time the guy who was advocating for the family, with an old man to take care of, was himself arguing with the baba. And it was really as bad as last night. I woke up and already one man was rebutting them for disturbing others.
I jumped down to the floor, from my upper berth, by climbing halfway down and joined him in admonishing these pair. “Look you have made our lives so inconvenient, we can’t sleep because you continue to fight each other, keep that off”.
The man who was fighting with the baba could not digest the fact that we were already asking them to shut up. So, he was like “why you are asking me only, he has come, now you have come”.
I said “I am admonishing both, not just you, and you got it right, he came, I came, now another will come, stop disturbing everyone here”. Then they settled down.
Our diabetic body is a Luna which cannot melt all the calorie it has. Perhaps, presumably for me, not more than 800 Kcal. That means if I ate more calories in one instance, I must melt them by exercise, good sleep and medicine ensures my body is functioning well in-between, for the next day. That means I can occasionally eat a sweet, sugar, potato or chicken, but not too much. And I must melt all fat and calorie, better on a day-to-day basis.
If not, the ailment affects the functioning of kidney, heart, eyes and as one of my doctor friend recently told THE reproductive organs. I am really scared now.
So I walked, regularly, ate healthy and I am making sure I am not jumping the 800 K-calorie, except exceptionally and slept well and in time and in 2 weeks my fasting level saw a drop of 130, back to the level of normal. I planned to check it sooner, but haven’t been able to, although its less than 4 weeks, since I last tested normal. So I will soon do that. If you have diabetes or someone who you know does, you can explain him this or pass this, if he is capable of reading this.