Back at work

The wisdom tooth pain was much better by yesterday afternoon, so I went to watch Jan’s choir perform. It was part of a festival that was taking place in Karlsruhe’s Weststadt (literally West Town – such creative naming!) and they were singing three times. The first, and best, performance was in a bar where I managed to drink a whole orange juice without wincing too much.

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English: Sable short-haired Syrian Hamster.
I looked just like him.. except less furry. And with an ice cream cone. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The second performance was outdoors and the members of the choir couldn’t hear one another properly. They also sang some harder songs this time, and not all of them sounded as good as they could have. I don’t think the audience noticed though. After the performance, the choir members were offered food and drinks. There was bread with soft cheese on top (the same texture as cheese triangles, but actual cheese) so Jan give me a piece of his, which I was able to let melt in my mouth. The first time in four days that I’d eaten something other than soup or ice cream! It was delicious, let me tell you! Later, I had an ice cream and even managed to eat most of the cone (by nibbling off the bits that had been softened by ice cream then letting them dissolve in my mouth… yes, nibbling! I literally was a hamster!)

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Performance three was outdoors again, at a massage practice. The program consisted of a mixture of songs from the first two performances and was a mixture of good and not-so-good. Some people had never sung outdoors before, which explains a lot. The indoor performance at the start was definitely the best of the three… even non-musical me noticed that!

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By the time we got home, I was starting to feel pain again but nowhere near as bad as previously! It was annoying, but bearable. I still took a painkiller before tea though. Jan made me some Heinz Mulligatawny soup with a slice of bread in (minus the crusts) and I ate all the bread plus about two thirds of the soup. Last night, I slept all the way from 11 pm to 4:30 am – my longest sleep in about two weeks! I woke up in some pain at 4:30, but rinsing my mouth with cold water was enough to make it die down enough to get back to sleep.

*Warning: Squeamish people, skip to the next paragraph!* As yesterday went on, I found I was able to open my mouth more and more. The last few days I’ve been convinced I could feel the end of my stitches scraping on my tongue (at one point I was worrying that the stitches were coming loose!). Last night, I was able to open my mouth wide enough to actually see the stitches. The ends were indeed quite long, so they probably really are scratching my tongue! The stitches on the right are nice and neat – just one or two visible and neatly tied off. On the left, where I originally had toothache and where my tooth was almost sideways, the stitches look like a spide sitting inside my gum! No wonder the swelling on that side hasn’t completely gone down yet… The wounds looked pretty healthy though (as far as I can tell anyway, not being a dentist or anything…). they’re not red or diseased looking and there were no bits of food hanging around. No bleeding any more either, so obviously the feeling that my wound was coming open every time I swallowed was just paranoia…

This morning both the pain and the swelling were almost gone, so I decided to come to work. I took a painkiller just to get rid of the nagging pain, and so far I haven’t felt a thing. Swallowing is still uncomfortable and weird, but no longer horribly painful, and this morning I managed to eat a Milch-Schnitte.* I still can’t chew, but I was able to mush it up enough to swallow using my tongue and top front teeth. Tonight, I shall try some carrots and potatoes mashed together… if I can be bothered to peel, chop and mash them!

* For those who don’t know, Milch-Schnitte consists of two thin slices of chocolate cake with a smooth honey/milk filling between the slices. Those who speak German may be interested in this Chefkoch recipe for home-made Milchschnitte: http://www.chefkoch.de/rezepte/2027691328706900/Milchschnitte-fast-wie-original.html

Dashing through the snow? Not in these shoes!

I would like to dash through the snow, I really would. Instead the best I can manage is a kind of half stagger, half slide thype thing that looks utterly ridiculous but at least hasn’t landed my on my backside… yet. You see, the boots I wear for work, beautiful as they are, are not suitable for snow. They’re not particulalry suitable for the incredibly slippery, mushed by tyres, may once have been snow substance that lies in wait for them right outside work either. But never mind, I shall get through this. Only two days til the weekend.

So, first day back at work. It wasn’t too bad I guess. People were nice to me. I didn’t get in any trouble. These are good things. I still spent the whole day worrying that I was doing something wrong though (I know, I really must stop that!). Mostly I felt like I was working incredibly s-l-o-w-l-y. Not really surprising when you consider what I was doing. Did you know you can get dizzy from reading? I didn’t. But after proofreading 15 page of contract I was feeling decidedly light-headed. I started at 10 past 9 and didn’t finish until 3pm. Okay, so there was half an hour for lunch in there somewhere, but still. Definitely too slow. Oh well, at least tomorrow I get to read technical texts. They aren’t so bad – at least I don’t have to read every sentence six times purely to figure out what they’re even on about. And that’s just the German original. I won’t get into the English part or I’ll never shut up. It’s a good job I managed to get lots done yesterday cos somehow I can’t see this being an evening of achievement. I’m too tired to think never mind work on assignments!

Oh well, I suppose I’d better go and find something to eat that isn’t chocolate covered, jam filled gingerbread hearts.

Great start

I hope you all noticed the sarcasm dripping from my title. It would never do for anyone to go around thinking I’d had an actual genuine great start to my first day back at work…

So, I might as well not have bothered going to bed last night. I would probably have got as much sleep and at least that way I might have been able to get something productive done instead of tossing and turning and waking up every few hours because I was too hot or too cold or needed the loo. I think I managed about 4 hours of actualy sleep in the end, which wouldn’t be so bad if those hours were at least all in a row rather than in little half an hour and 45 minute bursts. Understandably I am now exhausted. Ugh. What a perfect start to the day. And now I have to go outside into the cold. It’s minus 8 out there people. That’s coooold!

It’s my sister’s birthday today. I’m pretty sure she doesn’t read this but just in case Happy Birthday Sis. Hope it’s a good’un!
It’s also Ukrainian Christmas Day today. I know this because my Grandad was Ukrainian. So Merry Christmas to any Ukranians who happen to stop by. And to anyone else who happens to celebrtae Christmas today as well. Orthodox Russians perhaps?

Right, I’m off to brave the cold now. Pray that the tram’s on time so that I don’t have to spend too long waiting for it…

Spend, spend, spend

I was back at work today. Still coughing, but I have my voice back, which is good cos I spent pretty much the whole day phoning random people to ask if they would be interested in maybe possible coming to teach for us at the language school which we haven’t even set up yet and really can’t give them any information about right now, but thought we’d, y’know, just ask anyway. Yes. It wasn’t my idea.

On the way home I went shopping. First I had to go to a book shop. You see I’m taking part in a combination Open University / Bookcrossing Not So Secret Christmas Santa (NSSCS). It’s organised by OU people who just happen to also be bookcrossers, based on an idea that originated on bookcrossing. Those who don’t know what bookcrossing is need to read my previous blog entry on it here. So, what you have to do is buy some books which your NSSCS partner has put on their wishlist (I huess this is where the not so secret comes in – they sort of know what they’re getting already), register them on bookcrossing them package them up nicely into a parcel along with some sweeties and a small gift before sending said parcel off to your partner’s address. Unfortunately I couldn’t get hold of any of the books on my partner’s wishlist. The book shops here didn’t have single one of them, at least not in the right language. Still can’t believe I couldn’t even get “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep” here! So I got two that I hope she’ll liked based on the stuff that is on her wishlist. Then I headed of to Nanu Nana (brilliant shop by the way! If you’re ever in Germany and need to find a gift, or just a nice cheap set of coffee cups, you have to go there!) where I bought a couple of candles shaped like fir cones for the secret santa partner’s parcel before finally heading off to Karstadt where I first visited the food department in search of something for tea and some choccy for the secret santa parcel then headed towards the bit where the gifts live to pick up something for a friend whose birthday party I’m invited to next week. Oh yes, and between Karstadt and home I also found myself popping into another shop where I bought a colourful scarf/shawl thing for my Grandma and also discovered something amusing to get my sister for her birthday, which is January. Phew! Lots of money spent. And I still haven’t even got all my Christmas presents yet! I keep thinking I’m done then realising there are still more people to buy for. And what am I going to get my sister’s boyfriend? I’ve only met the guy twice! Sister dearest suggested a book but it seems they’re having trouble finding the books he likes in England so I’d probably have no chance here. Hmm, he does like tea though (understatement of the year there!) so that could be an idea.

Anyway, must dash. I have some food to cook. And I’m pretty sure I’ve bored you all enough by now anyway. It does make a change from complaing though I suppose 😉