Silence may be golden …

quiet ones

… but it is also quite dull.  Five days post op and our house is still a house of unnatural quiet.  My throat and mouth are by far the worst things about this latest date with the operating theatre.  My uvula is about 50% longer than normal and likes to drag itself across the back of my throat.  Which is as unpleasant as it sounds.  My mouth is a bit like the sorest sore throat you can imagine.  The one where you brace yourself to swallow your own saliva.  It is improving.  And it is good for the waistline as I am only really managing to eat variations on mush at the moment which is also quite dull.  Ice cream is good but, and here’s something I never thought I would say, there is only so much I feel like.

Medically speaking, there seems to be nothing to be done except wait it out.  I have been assured it will get better.  And I can see that it is doing so.  It is a tedious old business though.  All that is to be done is to continue with the mouth numbing preparations, drink lots and wait.

Meanwhile, I rather think the Captain is enjoying the peace.  He should worry about all the things I am plotting …

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2 thoughts on “Silence may be golden …

    1. Thank you lovely. It feels a bit daft whinging about it to be honest. Especially as everything else is really going well but you KNOW how much I like eating. And talking! Waaah!!

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