I’m grumpy. Super grumpy. Last week’s cold/allergies turned into a raging sinus infection over the weekend, giving me the worst migraine since the surgery and making me miss church, work, time with my son & wife, and musical improv practice. At this point, I’m really, really, reeeeeaaaallllly tired of not feeling up to speed, especially since this has been a few steps backwards in that department.

So although I don’t want to write an entire blog entry that is just getting the grumps out, that’s what I’m gonna do. Embrace the grump. I have earned the right to harumph at this point. My advice to any who may be facing the same surgery is to make sure you don’t spend large amounts of time breathing in the air of a record breaking pollen year. If your blue car is now green, stay inside. Lock yourself in a room with a HEPA filter air conditioner blasting on your face.

Sure, it’s beautiful outside, as all of the trees are getting their leaves, and the dogwoods are in bloom, and the tulips are bursting out in time for Easter, and every flowering tree around is filling in the landscape with all sorts of amazing colors. But look at it from a window. A closed, well-insulated, double hung window. While you’re sitting in a bubble. In a climate-controlled sterile room. Harumph.

Otherwise, I’d say the recovery is still slowly progressing fairly well. It’s been six weeks since the surgery, and I still have a bit of numbness in the upper teeth, and my lip is still stretching it’s limits when I smile (not today – harumph harumph). The mystery gut bruise tends to almost go completely away, and then come back a bit here and there. And I think if it wasn’t for this sinus infection from hell (did I mention that?), I’d be doing pretty well on sleep and energy. That whole pretending to be normal thing was going pretty well.

I have not yet returned to Danna’s blog mentioned in my last post. I have fascinated myself in how easy it is to be influenced by such psychological factors. I have to ask myself – Self, did allowing myself to relate so closely to that situation  physically manifest itself in the explosion of green goo from deep within my sinuses? Hmmmmm. Psychoanalyze that.

And finally, Terry just learned a couple days ago of a friend that went in today to have a brain tumor removed, and not from the pituitary gland. But it was pushing against her optic nerve and disrupting vision. So everyone reading this, send out those thoughts/prayers/chakra bursts for her today and in the weeks to come, that all may turn out healthy and that a complete recovery is right around the corner. And as far as her tumor goes (maybe Raoul’s sister, Raoula?), we end with the biggest tumor-booting grump of the day:

HARUMPH! 

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