Yesterday my whole throat didn’t hurt, just the part around my vocal chords, and my pain was like 3/4 of what it was the day before.
Today my pain is much less and it’s easier to swallow. I don’t have the big air bubble around my sternum that has been driving me fairly nuts for several days, and I feel more mobile.
Point being, every day something gets better.
Just woke up from a long morning nap. Had woken up when Jason woke up to leave around 4 or 5 and couldn’t get back to sleep, which was fine by me, since I went to bed at 5 pm yesterday. Need to stay up later today I think.
Wrapped the neck collar, with some exertion, with my favorite camel and blue pashmina and it was hidden to some effect. Yay. Kind of. But enough. Today was the first day I’ve worn make up for real since Sunday. It cheered me up. Showers are lovely even though they are so short, they pick me up a lot, like, I’m still here underneath that collar.
Took off the cellophane and gauze bandage this morning as instructed, so the sutures can breathe. There are about 20-30 of them, at least it looks that way. There is a round protective hole in the collar for the sutures right in front and now the sutures are in view. I criss-crossed the pashmina in front of them when I went out, for example. Like, who but the most curious among us wants to see those details?
Jason got me the full collection of Eudora Welty’s short stories on the Kindle, so I can hardly wait to have it in my hands again! I think of my high school AP English professor who would see her every chance he got, thinking it would be her last, only to pass himself, a year later, my freshman year in college. He would get so excited about see her he would flush a deep rose that would contrast greatly with his southern gentleman’s white linen suit. For real. He was awesome. So I’ve been putting off reading her because it was kind of a painful thing. But now I can do it.