A Challenging Week

and a Good Weekend

First, no news from the college. It wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t want to get on the course so much. It would be my dream career.

Things were mostly going okay this week. Sore throat... alright... very sore throat. Not eating much though. In a single day I’d try to eat maybe three times, and that just a single item. I’d make soup and sip most of a cups worth. Have a yogurt drink, and maybe a pudding cup or something similar. In part this was because in addition to the pain of eating, I had no appetite.

Ate a bit more while out with friends Thursday night. I realised that while I need soft , or liquid stuff, seasoning is more of a problem. Spice, salt, pepper, or even concentrated sweetness, burns.

Wednesday was not a good day and I finally realised late in the afternoon that it was probably the painkillers I was on. I changed to Tylenol and talked to the surgeon Thursday and we came up with over the counter options that have been working fine. I felt much better by Thursday evening and was beginning to get my appetite back, though not eating much more than I had been.

I left a message with the college to book a private tour of the campus, as I can’t make the open house.

I was upset when I heard that dear friends had had to say goodbye to their cat. He was a sweetheart and will be remembered with love and great affection.

Friday... Only thing of note was that the college called me back to book the tour time. So that’s all done. It should be interesting and I’m looking forward to it.

The weekend has been a pleasant and productive.

Saturday was mostly a committee meeting. It went well. To start out with my committee didn’t lynch me for being a little preoccupied over the past few weeks. I also turned the corner Saturday and finally started to eat real food. Soft, and well chewed, but solid. First some bits of things at the meeting and then later when we all went out for Itallian. Granted I brought some food home for later on this week, but it was a huge improvement.

After the meal, those of us that lived in Toronto came back to my place for a couple of hours of music. I didn’t do anything, but I got to sit in a comfy chair, and scritch my Cat while the others entertained us. Very relaxing.

Today... Today I had real food. Small meals but solid. I am also finding that I am going several hours longer before I feel that I need to take the Tylenol.

Real progress. I’ll be back to normal in no time and feel ready to tackle the next stage of life next week. Find a job....

Here again

I thought that maybe it was time to talk to the world again. As long as I don’t look at the screen too much as I’m typing.

Overall things went very well with the operation and the pain level is okay as long as I keep taking my meds on schedule.

Nothing new on the college front.

No News, Is Good News...Right?

Another week gone

Here we are at the end of another week and it is time for an update. Unfortunately, I have heard nothing on the college front.. Not a, yes your in, or we don’t want YOU. Not even a, well... lets see... if the first fifteen or so that we picked drop out... then you get on the course. I am just going to have to be a good little applicant and posses my soul in patience. Darn it!.

I will let the world know as soon as I hear, one way or the other.

It has been interesting watching the Ontario Colleges web site struggling under the load of impatient applicants, especially on Monday. They also have all the final grades from last semester that they are being sent. I talked to a slightly harassed sounding, though still helpful person yesterday about my not yet updated grades.

The job search is getting underway in earnest as I will be out of work a week Sunday. I should get some stuff done Monday and Tuesday, but then it will probably be put on hold till after I’ve recovered a little from the op. Assuming it goes ahead as scheduled. I had the pre-op clinic today and for some reason my blood pressure was way higher than the week before when my doctor took it at my pre-op examination. Wonder why? I know it was just after the nurse asked me if I taken time off work to recover? But explaining the situation couldn’t account for that... could it?

Next week.
Sunday night: Goodbye supper with my boss and the kids.
Monday: Work and a morning visit to the job centre. Follow up on the Nanny Agency I contacted today. Evening at some friends for music practice.
Tuesday: Work and do some last minute stuff.
Wednesday: Hospital 12 noon. Operation 2:30. Home in the evening
Rest of the week: .........