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Soooo, I am not sure whether I am going to go completely batty over this whole no solid food thing. I've gotten to the point where none of my food options seems appealing anymore. I am incredibly tempted to hibernate away the last 11 days ...maybe more if they decide I'm not healed. ...Which, there is a good chance since my jaw is giving me great pain again after trying to suck through some bits of onions from a restaurant soup and some clumpy graham cracker from my blendy key lime pie. This over-ambition is also probably why I am extra down on my diet. The pain, and fear of even more re-injury has limited me to the soupiest of consistencies. ...Also now I consistently dream of eating solid food.
My social anxiety is acting up a lot now too. Which is super sucky. I am constantly afraid that people find my words/actions/presence bothersome and that they'd really rather be elsewhere than stuck with me. ...Which of course paralyzes my conversational skills (which buried somewhere deep, I definitely know I used to have).
I wish the day they snipped the wires I could just bite into a big burrito. Chow down on a giant sandwich. Now that is an end of the road celebration I could get excited for! ...not a slow introduction into oatmeal and smoothies with seeds in them.
My social anxiety is acting up a lot now too. Which is super sucky. I am constantly afraid that people find my words/actions/presence bothersome and that they'd really rather be elsewhere than stuck with me. ...Which of course paralyzes my conversational skills (which buried somewhere deep, I definitely know I used to have).
I wish the day they snipped the wires I could just bite into a big burrito. Chow down on a giant sandwich. Now that is an end of the road celebration I could get excited for! ...not a slow introduction into oatmeal and smoothies with seeds in them.