Hey, it's sunny now. I've kind of made this next quote mine. It fits so well.
"You're never really ready to ride the bull. Sometimes it just happens to be your turn", Ty Murray, World Champion Bull Rider. I'm not riding a bull, but that sums it up so well. I wasn't ready for this, but it was my turn to take the ride.
My energy levels are coming back and I've started getting hungry again. I am going to drive my wife, Robby, nuts until I can get out on my own and do some shopping and cooking. I've still got a couple of yards of gauze wrapped around my neck and I'm trying to get that a bit less ugly before I pop up at a grocery store.
Shaving is another appearance issue. I think I'll just try to make it look like I'm growing a rather scroungy beard on purpose.
I get to do calorie counting - to make sure I get enough. I can eat anything I want. There is no restriction on calories, fat, carbs, sugars, anything. That will stay true through the next set of treatments. The goal is to keep weight and energy levels as high as possible through that.
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At least bull-riders have a choice about whether you have to attempt it, but I know what you mean. There are times when excrement occurs, and literally your only option is to deal with it the best you can (or go insane, I guess, but that doesn't help). Not that I know what it's like, except to the relatively minor degree anyone does (but if it's the relative minor, what key is it in? :).
I must say that I've been impressed with your calm rationality and ability to even find a little dark humor in the situation. But I wasn't surprised.
AND, if you need any pointers on scroungy beard growing, I'm fairly certain Shane can help...
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