After my sister in law remarked to me today that recovering from this surgery was comparable to recovering from child birth I started to realize how much like a newborn I am right now. I am all swollen and unsightly. I can only eat things in liquid form. I can't talk. I am irritable and spend a lot of time in bed. However, I am making big leaps and bounds forward. Here are the non-liquids I consumed today: a bowl of very runny oatmeal, 2 scrambled eggs with cheese, 1 large slice of watermelon. Like a baby, I mash the food on the roof of my mouth instead of chewing but I did try chewing the watermelon with my front teeth. My front teeth line up! The pain is so worth it!
Dylan made me these hearts as an anniversary gift. Sweet, huh? Ten years ago I was newly graduated from college, in love and ready to get married! Well, technically I was freaking out about getting married, which probably made Ken feel super good. Most of you know this story and the rest of you probably don't care, but it's my blog, so ppppthhhht! Ken lived across the street from me during our last year of college (but curiously, we were 24 and 25. Oh, how I love BYU). He and his room mate spent many evenings, and when I say evenings I really mean late at night, in my living room talking to my room mates, Laura and Cheryl (hi guys!). I would emerge from my basement lair, tell them to pipe down and then retreat for my beauty sleep and morning classes. Ken would hang out then go home, watch a movie, go jogging at 3 am and then sleep until noon. Somewhere in there I assume he also studied a bit but maybe not. He probably just showed up and dazzled his professors with his ...
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I wish we were there to help out and bring you some sorbet.
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