I felt completely unproductive today. I think I need a vacation. My body aches from losing weight and not being able to exercise. I feel light from the liquid diet. And I'm a bit depressed by the whole "not being able to taste food" revelation.
The doctor told me that I may never get my sense of taste back. Well, it just figures that as I was becoming happy about how smoothly the recovery process has been, the hand of fate lays me a smackdown.
"People with taste loss go on to lead normal, healthy lives." Of course, that's what they tell people who have limbs amputated too. I feel a little like Lt. Dan.
Before I went into surgery, I wrote myself a letter of encouragement because I was afraid that something like this would happen. What can I say, I'm a glass half empty kind of guy. The letter made me feel a little better, but not by much.
I'm really just looking forward to this weekend and the ensuing week. Getting away from work, hunger, and cold weather is what I need. Two more days to go. I swear, if one more thing goes wrong, I'm going to snap.
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