Taking one look at me the doctor was amazed that I’d broken nothing in the fall. Still swollen and badly bruised in places I can’t imagine would hit the floor in such a fall, unless I happen to bounce once or twice. Now, there’s an image for you.
Hemoglobin still lower than it ought to be, so I received another unit of blood this afternoon. I thought this might be the case, so I prepared in advance. Nexus was fully charged and helped make the 3.5 hours go that much faster. I seem to be on an Historical novel kick at present that are engaging, fairly well written, with special attention to even minor historic bits.
One of the volunteers made home cooked chicken noodle soup, you know, Jewish Penicillin, and brought it in to go with the lunch sandwiches prepared for the patients. I love the soup, but the packaged stuff is so full of salt and preservatives that I almost never eat it, except in emergencies. I had a huge mug of the stuff and it was perfect.
I feel better this evening. Hoping to sleep better tonight, as well. I should feel the positive impact of extra platelets and blood by tomorrow. I have no where to go and no errands to run, so I’ll stick close to home and maybe do some laundry.
And since it’s beginning of Autumn I may just make a big pot of soup myself. I should have the energy to make that happen.
Right now I am exhausted. Completely wrung out and ready to sleep into the new day feeling like new again. May it be so.
And so it goes.
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sleep well, lovey; what kind of soup will you make?
ReplyDeleteButternut squash, perfect for the fall (no pun intended)
ReplyDeleteI would think homemade chicken soup is the panacea of many ills and better than any antibiotic.
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