Recovery

I'm profoundly tired. I just had dinner: Michele made some cod, and boiled a potato, and I thawed some home-made chicken broth and cooked some frozen spinach. Then it all went into the blender in various combinations, through the strainer, and down the hatch. A buttery potato / cod puree, and then a spinach/ginger/butter/salt soup. C'est bien fait.

I had put in a case of chicken broth in liter Tetrapaks, and find a cup has 1/2 gram of sodium, no calcium, and 10 calories. Really not what I had in mind. What was I thinking?

Today the plastery bandage came off my chin, 5 days to the hour after the surgery. I've stopped the pain killers after last night's misery. I feel much calmer, if heavy with unspecified ache. Only the stitches on the side hurt in particular, when I cough, which I do from time to time from throat tickles. Maybe tonight I'll sleep some, instead of waking every 10-15 min with throat tickles and chokings.

I keep pondering the role of drugs. When I came out of surgery I kept throwing up. This wasn't as horrid as one might think -- the worst is when you're not really throwing up but might sometime soon. But the nurses wanted to control it and they tried 5 different methods on me, including Halcyon, if I heard them right. At another point the next day some dutiful soul approached me (still nauseous) with a syringe of liquid Tylenol. What is it with these dark red sticky sweet preparations? My antibiotic is served up in a similar fashion. I know, someone has Thought All This Through, but something got lost along the way.

And then there's the split pea soup Michele picked up for me - "split pea and ham" with a picture of the little chunk of ham on the label, but the ingredients tell you it's just the water from cooked ham that they let slip into the soup. General Mills. What a world.

Well, that's what's on my mind right now folks. Thanks for listening and have a peaceful night!