misery loves company

i’m halfway through my recovery from my tonsillectomy. i’ve been downing painkillers like skittles and been in bed for about a week now.

i had my operation at the crack of dawn last monday and i had to get up at 430 in the morning to “get ready”. believe me, nothing says “wake up!” like a nurse hovering over you with a huge needle in hand ready to insert an IV drip into your pulsating veins.

monday was spent in and out of consciousness and a blur of injections and nurses and doctors coming in and out taking my temperature, blood pressure, asking me if i'd peed a glass of pee yet and what not.

tuesday was pretty much okay except i had to get over the nausea of having not eaten for the past 36 hours and having so many chemicals in my system.

i was finally home on wednesday and i was pretty okay except for the fact that i could only eat 3 teaspoons of anything cold and soft that was prepared for me to eat.

thursday. stan left me for meetings and money making ventures in manila. pout. he’ll be back saturday morning but since i’m feeble and in need of some attention, that seems like a month away! ren came over to visit me for dinner. she and my mom had roasted chicken and salad while i gulped down a soft boiled egg. we talked, laughed and in the end concluded that life was indeed good.

friday. i’m climbing walls. i don’t care if i have a gaping wound in my throat that threatens to burst and leave me bleeding to death. i have to get out of the house and out of my pajamas. my mom and i have lunch in cafe georg and i manage to chew and swallow about 20 bites of carbonara and reward myself with half a slice of mango tart. i run into candy in georg and we exchange smiles and waves from across the room. (that’s another blog altogether)

after that, i ask my mom to bring me to my nono’s house. i get there and he’s napping on his lazy boy and my nona happily welcomes me to lie down and take a nap on nono’s hospital bed with this really cool aerated mattress. visits to their house never fail to make me feel better no matter how bad i’m feeling.

i discover the most painless food to swallow whole is tofu which i have for dinner. then maya and emil come around to pick me up for some iced coffee and conversation. it was fun and for 3 hours, i manage to forget about the sutures in my throat. we drive emil crazy with our girl talk and he enlightens us with “why our chinese boyfriends are the way they are.”

saturday morning. awaiting the return of my huggybuggy. he just phoned to tell me he’ll be in by around noontime. i still have to make arrangements with his household to have him picked up at the airport. off i go to get dressed and pretty.

quote of the week: “you should conquer pain and not let pain conquer you.” - my mom.