Boredom

 8/25/23

This morning I woke up feeling almost normal and I felt well enough to run a few errands. I needed some protein powder to supercharge my smoothies since my soft food diet makes protein a challenge. Nothing speeds healing along like an adequate protein intake, so I was on a mission. 

After a trip to Target, I went to the library to print off some paper work so I can make my first withdrawal from my retirement account. I'm actually just rolling it into a Roth IRA and I found out it's quite a process. I almost considered buying a printer, but I remembered the last two printers I bought - the struggles - the malfunctions - the dried ink cartridges - the fit of rage in which I dumped the last printer into the trash (well, recycling; I'm not a monster). Considering there are only one or two times a year I need to print something, the library will do. I donate a few dollars and am on my way.

I almost felt well enough to drive to my Mom's as planned, but then my lip started bleeding, and I was fatigued, so I took a nap and decided against it. I text her each day, and she is in full Mom mode, asking how I am, what kind of sutures, am I getting food, etc. It is very sweet of her. 💕


This fritillary butterfly has been visiting, but the monarchs are noticably absent.

8/26

I ventured into the garden and dead headed some flowers, drank some coffee, and folded laundry. I picked and froze some onions from the garden, did some weeding, and cleaned.  I'm officially bored to tears.

 I ended up watching Casablanca for the first time ever, followed by the Rock Hudson documentary, all on Max before my subscription runs out. There are a few more classics I've never seen (Gone With The Wind)  so that may be the film lineup for next few days. 

8/27

Eating hurts. Therefore, while I'm making sure to get enough protein and my vitamins, I've lost a couple of pounds because it just hurts my mouth to eat. I'm very much looking forward to getting these stitches out on Wednesday so I can return to normal life. I'm reminded very much of last summer, when I had to isolate to get over Covid. This time I'm isolating because I can't do anything - no activity like biking, hiking or kayaking which is what I spend my time doing, socializing with others. I did clean the garage and wash the car today, but little else. Perhaps I'll have a fire and read outside for a bit. Sigh.

Annette must have read my mind as she called to see if she could come over, so we sat by the fire and chatted over drinks. She said she was in mourning because she has to go back to work tomorrow - she teaches bio at the community college. I gave her my surgery story and we commiserated with wine amidst the flowers. We laughed as well, but that hurts my mouth too.

Trigger warning - I put a photo of my stitches well below here for posterity's sake alone. The surgeon said the raised ridges are on purpose and will prevent scarring and fall back when the stitches come out. Here's to hope!













I count six stitches - they extend to inside my lip.



Comments

  1. MargaretAugust 28, 2023 at 1:16 PM

    Oh, ouch! Now I see what you're dealing with. Surgeons are amazing these days. My late dad had several extensive skin cancer surgeries and the scar (after a while) was unnoticeable unless we were looking for it. I hate soft foods--torture not to be able to bite and chew those crunchy things. I too am bored out of my skull and I have a long way to go to be released from Covid prison.

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