Post-op meal: avocado, steamed heirloom tomatoes, non-spicy mapo tofu, Japanese rice. Everything overcooked to slide down with minimal chewing effort involved.
I totally psyched myself out about my “mini surgery” today until NPY convinced me that it would all be okay. But during the procedure, the periodontist gave me a running commentary, which included him noticing something else wrong, and modified his procedure away his original plan. While in the dentist chair, I squeezed out a tear because the very thought of having to go to that office again is very stressful for me.
It really could be worse, but it’s no fun at all.
NPY has been with me all day by way of text messages and a phone call, the same case if I was still in Vancouver: we have work during the day and wouldn’t see each other anyhow. But at the end of the day, I come home alone and no one was going to join me. I have been through so much on my own and on some level, it works well for me. Even in a couple, I can feel alone so what difference does it make? On on a day like today when I feel beat up and vulnerable, I’m learning that the physical presence makes a world of difference. And as much as I might be a loner character, it’s getting increasingly sad to be alone as you get older. I was so strong and independent-spirited a year ago in this regard, and an about-face about it right now.
On the bright side, it’s awesome for what I (haven’t been) eating, however. Even an hour afterwards, I would tell NPY that I never wanted to eat again! I easily skipped lunch and was not hungry even when I got off work.
******** This is a blog series complementing my regular blog posts with the original idea was to share our parallel lives, NPY’s and mine, while I’m in Toronto and he’s in Vancouver, 3,400 km away. For me, it’s been pretty fun because I’m this long-time blogger and enjoy repackaging parts of my life in “blog bites”. It’s been more difficult for NPY who hasn’t experienced a change in scenery (although I do not think it is necessary) so I’ll be continuing this with just my photos. I might have something every day. I might not.
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