Things I overheard while talking to myself

Well, I think I've solved one mystery. Including why I've been a bit of a raging bitch lately.

A few months back I went in to get a blood test because I occasionally get periods of low blood sugar, even when I've eaten things that logically shouldn't cause it, and with my family history we wanted to make sure it wasn't due to me developing diabetes. The tests were negative and I showed no signs of developing it, and we figured there must be another reason, so they told me to keep track of it.

Well, I have, and I think I figured it out. Because since I've been tracking it, I've seen that it tends to happen right around the time I ovulate. And apparently that's a fairly common thing that might mean I have low progesterone. When I was a teenager I occasionally got really bad ovarian cysts, so it would line up.

I've been looking up OBGYNs in the area, and there's one right down the street covered under my insurance and she has good reviews, so I'll give her a call later. Plus I'm about due to got to an OBGYN anyway, since it's been a few years. They're closed for today, but I'll give them a call tomorrow.

I'd say that the kitsune soba from last night turned out rather well, and as a bonus we now have some leftover noodles and some niban dashi, which I might use to make soup later. I think I ended up with more noodles than broth, though, so I think the serving sizes of the noodles are rather generous.

In other news, my plans for the day appear to have been dashed thanks to my own damn body. ( For feminine stuff you might not want to read about ) I think I'll just bum around the house today, maybe make some miso and play video games.

We also have a mysterious black cat who keeps showing up in our yard. He or she showed up two days ago and has been playing chicken with Jesse, apparently over territory. I haven't gotten a good look at MC (what I've been calling it, short for Mystery Cat) but I think I see a collar around its neck. I'm hoping to get close enough to confirm that, though it hid in the bushes last time I tried to look at it. Two nights ago it was actually sort of funny to look out when Dad told me to "count the black cats" on the lawn. Let's see, One, Two... Three?!

Later it and Jesse sat about a foot from each other and just yowled at each other for what must have been the better part of an hour, which was actually sort of funny. I'm not sure where this cat is from, but I just hope it has a home near here.