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Day 6 – I just want to eat!

I am now on day 6 since the removal of the wisdom teeth and all I want to do is be able to eat normally again! The lack of decent meals is driving me insane! Here’s an update on my condition:

Pain

Yesterday, I was actually pretty pain free until about 4:30 pm. I even managed a raspberry yoghurt drink thing for lunch. I finish work at 5, so I decided tojust endure it for the last half hour. Once I got to the train station, I bought a cold bottle of water and used that to cool my cheek for a while, and the pain was almost gone by the time the train arrived. I think all the talking I’d had to do had worn me out and my mouth just needed to rest. I took a painkiller for bed, but one of the less strong ones and it actually worked until morning.

Today, the pain was bearable enough that, if it had been a weekend, I would have dealt with it using ice and sleep. But because I had to go to work, I took a painkiller. In terms of pain, things are definitely getting better.

Swallowing

English: Mashed potatoes with butter and chives.

Mashed potatoes… food of the Gods! (Photo: Wikipedia)

Swallowing is still incredibly uncomfortable – it’s this that’s preventing me from eating. Last night, I managed an entire bowl of mashed potatoes/carrots with gravy. With everything else I’ve eaten, I’ve given up after a while, but I was starving and mashed potatoes with gravy is one of my favourite things in the whole world, so I persevered. I kept trying different ways to swallow and eventually discovered that if I moved the food as far back in my mouth as possible then swallowed with my mouth open I could get it down without moving my cheeks. Luckily Jan had text to say he’d be late and to go ahead and eat so nobody had to witness the disgustingness of me swallowing with my mouth open! Sadly, this trick doesn’t seem to be working today. Swallowing is no longer painful, but it’s very, very uncomfortable/weird. With every swallow, it feels like either the stitches on the right are being pulled out or the wound is being pulled open, which makes me terrified to eat at all. It’s bad enough that I keep having to swallow saliva! My colleague told me she had the same thing and it stopped after the stitches came out, so hopefully this part will be over by Friday (stitches come out on Thursday evening).

What I’m looking forward to

- Regaining the ability to chew
- Being able to swallow without panicking about reopening a wound
- A proper meal, with different food groups
- Being able to brush my teeth properly
- Biting into something… anything. I don’t care if it’s a sandwich or a bar of chocolate, I just wanted to take an actual bite out of something
- No more pain killers!

It is now lunch time, and I should really eat the cup a soup I brought to work with me, but having taken nearly two hours to drink a mango lassi I’m not sure I can bring myself to start on the soup yet. When I’m not trying to swallow, I actually feel almost normal now. If only I could insert food directly into my stomach…


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But I don’t WANT pretzels and Bratwurst…

Isn’t it funny how, when you’re ill, you crave comforting, familiar foods. Foods that you were brought up with, that accompanied you through your childhood. Much as I love local specialities, like Käsespätzle (small, thin dumplings covered in lashings of melted cheese) and Flammkuchen (tarte flambée – technically from Elsace but Karlsruhe is so close to the border that they’ve adopted (and adapted) this dish for themselves), for the last few days I’ve been craving English things. Crumpets literally dripping with salted butter. Heinz chicken soup. Mashed potatoes with a large helping of cheddar cheese mixed in. A chip butty drowning in gravy. Horlicks.
I just know I’m going to be disappointed no matter what we have for tea tonight. Plus, I’ve run out of Lemsip. Doooom!


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A happy meme

Katyboo has tagged me for another meme. I’m supposed to list six things that are essentially unimportant but make me happy. Quite a difficult task for the person whose own boyfriend calls her a pessimist, but I shall give it my best shot. Deep breath and here goes…

1. People watching. I like to do this from my bedroom window or while sitting outside a cafe in summer. Even if the people I’m watching aren’t doing anything interesting it’s somehow fun. And I get to make comments about what they’re wearing and stuff – “oooh, I like her dress!” “Look at that woman’s top – could that pink be any brighter?!?”. Good times!

2. Mashed potatoes with gravy. It’s the ultimate comfort food and never fails to make me happy. Most of the time I don’t even bother with a proper meal – who needs meat and veg? Just give me a huge bowl of mashed potatoes with gravy. Now I just need to figure out a way to get my comfort food without having to peel, cook and mash the potatoes first…

3. Curling up in bed with a good book… in the middle of the day. This is especially good on cold, rainy days. To make it even better get someone to make you a nice cup (or pot) of tea and bring it to the bedroom. It’s like a little piece of heaven.

4. Looking at kitchen things in Karstadt. I do not own a kitchen and neither do I earn anywhere near enough to buy Karstadt kitchen stuff, but looking at it and imagining how my kitchen will look one day makes me happy. Although I do get a little sad when I go in to find the crockery set I’ve been drooling over for months has been taken out of circulation and they’re almost sold out. I’m never going to get my beautiful square plates with the olives on now – they only have the round ones left and even they are almost all gone. I also like looking at kitchen things on the internet, but it’s even more fun in Karstadt cos I get to actually touch them.

5. Blogs. Blogs make me very happy. The first thing I do when I come in from work is log in to wordpress and read my way through my blogroll. I do this before i even write my own blog. Some evenings when I’m at a loose end (or trying to avoid studying) I’ll even look through my blogging friends’ blog rolls for new reading material. Reading about other people’s lives is almost like having one of my own.

6. Clean bedding. I love, love, love slipping into a nice clean bed at night. Unfortunately I hate doing washing (and it’s almost impossible to get an appointment here) and am not a big fan of actually changing the sheets either, so it doesn’t happen very often. But when it does I love it. I always make sure to put clean pyjamas on too on those nights. It’s fabulous.

And that’s six. Woo-hoo, made it to the end. Now to tag some people…
OK, I choose Hails, Sleepyjane, Lauren and anyone else who feels like having a go…


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Today could have been so good…

… if only I wasn’t so bloody tired.
Seriously, I’ve spent the whole day trying not to fall asleep at my desk. (HA! Wouldn’t have made a brilliant impression so aoon after the last talking to.) It didn’t help that I spent most of the morning proofreading a humongous SAP translation (SAP = Systems Applications and Products. Random database software. They have all their own random terminology that has to be stuck to at all costs even though half of it sounds utterly crap). Also I have had a headache all day.

Comfort food needed me thinks. Mashed potatoes with gravy for tea then.

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