That might have been the longest blogging hiatus ever.
There isn’t any reason really. I am still recovering, slowly but surely. More slowly now it seems. At the beginning, every day brought leaps and bounds. Now, five weeks to the day since my surgery, there is less to distinguish the days.
Not a complaint, I hasten to add. I’m happily spending my days reading books, sleeping, having coffee, feeding a new Mad Men addiction (thanks Alison!), organising my digital photos, expanding my world a little with a news article or two… I’ve only had one bout of cabin fever. I suppose I had expected this recovery to feel interminable and draining. While I don’t have boundless energy, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.
And, of course, there are lots of little milestones to celebrate. On Saturday, as hoped, Dr P cut the wires on my jaw. The braces (IMF) remain for another four weeks and I have to wear elastics to hold my jaw in place when not eating, but I can graduate from liquids to soft foods. The gap between my teeth is still only a few millimetres and I do lack a certain finesse. Alannah and I eating is a sight to behold.
But it is glorious to eat food again. I have feasted on scrabbled eggs, buttered toast, cherry ripe, sushi, mac and cheese*, risotto**, pear, and cheddar cheese. I have to cut everything into thin slices and eat with a teaspoon but it is oh so worth it. I can chew the soft foods on my right side, although perhaps the word I’m looking for there is mash rather than chew.
And tonight I’ve gone all out and cooked. Yes, cooked. Chicken pot pie. I have made a bit of a hash of the recipe and forgot a few ingredients, but it’s a start.
Can you believe that I’ll be off crutches in only two weeks from today?
p.s. Sorry about the ads that have started appearing at the end of my posts. I don’t know when that started (they don’t appear on the blog when I’m logged in) and I can’t work out how to get rid of them. I think I’m stuck with them. The blog was free and they do say there is no such thing as a free lunch. I must not have read the fine print.
* Thanks El! I couldn’t believe it when I found one still hidden in the back of the freezer. Darren thought he’d eaten them all so had to share.
** Thanks Cass! I nicked one of Alannah’s, just for taste testing of course…