Saturday, October 16, 2010

The Adventures Of Tonsil Girl: Day 5

Feeling about the same as I did this time yesterday, which if that is any indicator, I'll have a rough afternoon and make a rebound by late evening. Slept a solid 5 hours with no interuptions last night, that feels like quite the acheivement so I am pleased about that.

I managed runny mashed potato's and mushroom gravy last night for dinner, which tasted beautiful and while I only got half of it down or so, it felt great to get something in my belly. Dave happily munched on chips, queso and salsa while I gave him the stink eye the whole time and I've never seen him laugh so hard. I'm glad I can ammuse him :)

Didn't make it to Target yesterday, am hoping to go this afternoon when Dave is off work. He's working a ton of hours at the new job, I'm glad he's happy there. It's time repelenish the stocks and get out of the house for a bit, I'm getting a wee bit weepy. Last night I cried becuase my face is all puffy and I can't open my mouth very wide and when I do speak, my voice sounds foreign and distored. I had horrifying visions of my karoke career having been ended all to abruptly, though the doc assures me it's nothing like that and my voice will return to normal, albeit a bit less "husky" which is fine with me. My speaking voice has always been a bit rough around the edges, slighly leaning on the prepubscent boy side. Here's hoping it changes for the better, perhaps that rock star dream of mine can come true at age 34?

Pam texted me last night asking to come pick up her all weather tires. She should be here this afternoon sometime to pick them up. Nothing like a little awkward familial interaction to aid in the healing process eh? We haven't been on speaking terms for months, she didn't know about my surgery and when I let her know I am on bed rest and cannot talk due to surgery, there was no response. Just a "please leave my tires where I can get to them" type of thing and that was it. I am not at all surprised, but it still stung a little considering the state I'm in. So, there was another mini melt down and Dave listened kindly as he always does and that was it, it is what it is. So, her tires and a few other odds and ends are sitting in the carport and she can pick them up whenever I suppose. I truly don't have the wherewithall at the moment to really be objective about the situation, so I'm trying not to dwell on it. Whatever the outcomes are, in the end of all it, I know we will find our own understanding and peace in the situation.

Sigh.

That said, I am off to paint my toes and try to get motivated enough to get out of the house in a few hours. I should probably attempt some pudding or something too before actually going out in public so I don't pass out or something.

Much love to you all
S

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