Because we see this world through bloodshot eyes.
I know that my sleeping schedule, if it can even be defined as sleeping, is messed up on a normal basis. At college I was getting something like 4-5 hours a night, and that's pushing it. But after the more-traumatic-than-I-expected surgery, and the oh-so-lovely-in-my-tummy percosets, I have an ever worse schedule for that thing that somewhat resembles "sleeping."
I feel rather productive, in a way. I've been able to write some, for my own personal entertainment, and have completed 2 novels. I am currently beginning a third, hopefully to be finished within a few days. I have also watched new movies and entertained an infected 6year old, while confined to my house, awaiting the day when my puffy cheeks deign to no longer be puffy.
I have to be productive, if for no other reason than to keep my mind off of food, because I can't eat anything. I am reduced to swallowing soft foods, such as Jell-O, mashed potatoes, grits, oatmeal,scrambled eggs, pudding and ice cream. It's been a week of this diet, and in the smallest amounts. You see, on the second day, the percosets and penicillin made me so nauseous that I vomited and lost at least some of my appetite, to be precise, my appetite for these soft foods. And yet my family taunts me with Cheez-its, Cinnamon Toast Crunch, Pancakes, Buffalo Chicken sandwiches, Pizza: things I cannot eat!
I suppose the "bright side" to that would be that I should lose weight from the experience. But with my "Weight loss history" in mind, I doubt it.
And I want coffee, but sucking through a straw is off limits for the time being.
I desperately want coffee... :(
I feel rather productive, in a way. I've been able to write some, for my own personal entertainment, and have completed 2 novels. I am currently beginning a third, hopefully to be finished within a few days. I have also watched new movies and entertained an infected 6year old, while confined to my house, awaiting the day when my puffy cheeks deign to no longer be puffy.
I have to be productive, if for no other reason than to keep my mind off of food, because I can't eat anything. I am reduced to swallowing soft foods, such as Jell-O, mashed potatoes, grits, oatmeal,scrambled eggs, pudding and ice cream. It's been a week of this diet, and in the smallest amounts. You see, on the second day, the percosets and penicillin made me so nauseous that I vomited and lost at least some of my appetite, to be precise, my appetite for these soft foods. And yet my family taunts me with Cheez-its, Cinnamon Toast Crunch, Pancakes, Buffalo Chicken sandwiches, Pizza: things I cannot eat!
I suppose the "bright side" to that would be that I should lose weight from the experience. But with my "Weight loss history" in mind, I doubt it.
And I want coffee, but sucking through a straw is off limits for the time being.
I desperately want coffee... :(