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kathygnomeWell, it's been ten days I think. I guess it depends if you consider the day of your surgery to be the day or the day after or the day after my secondary procedure, tho from my point of view, I woke up (kind of) with a vagina (kind of) ten days ago. Whether or not the layout of the lower depths changed later is sort of irrelevant other than to expert spelunkers. And we have 11 days left here.
I'm happy. I guess that's really it.
I am, however starting to get pretty bored.
What did we do today. Well, for the first time we actually ate outside the room. Actually the first thing we did was the usual breast massage and dilation. It went well enough. It's mundane enough to be boring. But I'm not flexible enough for dilation to be completely painless. Plus I'm starting to live kind of normally at least part of the day and I'm sleeping normally, which is a change from the naked from the waist down legs spread that I spent the first week after surgery.
I called Janna and Kendra called her parents. It was wonderful to hear Janna's voice. Some of it was funny. "You sound tired." "It's 7:30 in the morning Janna, I just woke up, I'm still in bed." Everyone forgets about the time difference. And honestly, it's very hard to imagine that right now it's the middle of the night at home. The things you talk about when you're this far away are just so stupid. Utterly meaningless, just the pleasure of hearing each other's voice and connecting.
Ok back to food. The hotel has a breakfast buffet for 135baht, which is a little under $3.50 in US. So we headed down. It was a wonderful fest of protein. There are two things so far that Thai food seems to miss. The first is oddly vegetables. Fruit and rice is plentiful, finely chopped green onions are virtually ubiquitous, but big helpings of pure veggies don't seem to be nearly as common. The second is more obvious. Large hunks of meat. It's one of the few times I'm truly reminded of how American I am despite my general contempt for the current stupidity of our nation. I absolutely love meat. Well, there were no large hunks of meat at the buffet, but there were plenty of small ones in the form of bacon, ham, and "sausage" (they're little hot dogs in all honesty--kind of weird for breakfast but who cares) and I ate a ludicrous amount of them. Also a huge glass of juice. And a reasonable helping of fruit. Melon, pineapple, and something absolutely wonderful that I didn't recognize.
And then I found the machinery of joy, the coffee machine. It's one of these insane automated devices. Put the cup under the spout, press a button, and it grinds beans from a hopper and instantly brews them into a cupful of pure joy. It's not just that I love coffee, but it's also that for the most part coffee here is Nescafe (instant) and not fresh brewed and certainly not fresh ground, which is what I'm used to waking up to in the morning. And the coffee was delicious. I'm not sure how it was produced, possibly French press, but it came out sort of halfway between an espresso and regular brewed. And I could have as much as I'd like. And I did until I started to vibrate. Even had fresh cream and sugar.
The net nazi wasn't around, so I got on the net for a while. Chatted with so many people! Finally ran into Robin! Even posted a few pissy political messages on EQW. (I must be healing!) Since then we've been upstairs basically watching TV. I listened to music for a while and read a book. At least I still have plenty of those.
I'm happy. I guess that's really it.
I am, however starting to get pretty bored.
What did we do today. Well, for the first time we actually ate outside the room. Actually the first thing we did was the usual breast massage and dilation. It went well enough. It's mundane enough to be boring. But I'm not flexible enough for dilation to be completely painless. Plus I'm starting to live kind of normally at least part of the day and I'm sleeping normally, which is a change from the naked from the waist down legs spread that I spent the first week after surgery.
I called Janna and Kendra called her parents. It was wonderful to hear Janna's voice. Some of it was funny. "You sound tired." "It's 7:30 in the morning Janna, I just woke up, I'm still in bed." Everyone forgets about the time difference. And honestly, it's very hard to imagine that right now it's the middle of the night at home. The things you talk about when you're this far away are just so stupid. Utterly meaningless, just the pleasure of hearing each other's voice and connecting.
Ok back to food. The hotel has a breakfast buffet for 135baht, which is a little under $3.50 in US. So we headed down. It was a wonderful fest of protein. There are two things so far that Thai food seems to miss. The first is oddly vegetables. Fruit and rice is plentiful, finely chopped green onions are virtually ubiquitous, but big helpings of pure veggies don't seem to be nearly as common. The second is more obvious. Large hunks of meat. It's one of the few times I'm truly reminded of how American I am despite my general contempt for the current stupidity of our nation. I absolutely love meat. Well, there were no large hunks of meat at the buffet, but there were plenty of small ones in the form of bacon, ham, and "sausage" (they're little hot dogs in all honesty--kind of weird for breakfast but who cares) and I ate a ludicrous amount of them. Also a huge glass of juice. And a reasonable helping of fruit. Melon, pineapple, and something absolutely wonderful that I didn't recognize.
And then I found the machinery of joy, the coffee machine. It's one of these insane automated devices. Put the cup under the spout, press a button, and it grinds beans from a hopper and instantly brews them into a cupful of pure joy. It's not just that I love coffee, but it's also that for the most part coffee here is Nescafe (instant) and not fresh brewed and certainly not fresh ground, which is what I'm used to waking up to in the morning. And the coffee was delicious. I'm not sure how it was produced, possibly French press, but it came out sort of halfway between an espresso and regular brewed. And I could have as much as I'd like. And I did until I started to vibrate. Even had fresh cream and sugar.
The net nazi wasn't around, so I got on the net for a while. Chatted with so many people! Finally ran into Robin! Even posted a few pissy political messages on EQW. (I must be healing!) Since then we've been upstairs basically watching TV. I listened to music for a while and read a book. At least I still have plenty of those.
