Week 5

Wow...Week 5 is over already. I went back yesterday and looked and the posts earlier in this wired shut ordeal. Some of them are quite comical. If only you all knew what time I actually wrote some of them. I suppose I can be a funny person when I don't have a whole lot of sleep.

So here we are. This is pretty much the end. I get de-wired in 2 days. There have been a lot of ups and downs in this whole process. Thankfully I didn't have anyone doting over me, or there may have been more bad days than good days. However I will save the de-wiring lengthy reflections for Thursday.

Time for some Week 5 Lessons Learned:

~ Its too early for Christmas. That includes all things Christmas-related. Sorry Karen, no Carpenters Christmas album yet.

~ I miss being able to lick my lips. I feel like I molt daily.

~ Daytime TV is awful. No matter how many paternity tests, transgender wedding fights, and cooking shows you watch...the quality has not improved.

~ If you are ever in the southern NH region hunkering for a McDonalds clayshake, go to the McDonalds on Second Street in Manchester. I have sampled most of the McDonalds in the area and they by far have the best recipe.

~ I fall down a lot more when I am weak. I have a thing with falling up stairs, not down. I have the rug burns on my elbows and bruises on my knees to prove it.

~ The movie The Fly, yes the one with Jeff Goldblum, is very disturbing

~ I love/hate IHOP. This fluctuates daily, maybe even hourly.

~ I am now a master of milkshakes. If you ever need a recipe, ask.

~ I love Netflix. I know I have said this every week but they have some delightfully HORRIBLE movies available that I now do not have to be ashamed to buy.

~ Speaking of ashamed....I love the new rendition of Knight Rider

~ I love brushing my teeth. I don't eat much, nor really drink a whole lot, but it just really feels good to keep my teeth clean.


I purchased some Cheerios and Mini Saltines last weekend. I proudly have them displayed on my counter. I cannot wait for thursday so I can crack those babies open. Even if I don't eat a lot, or that I can't really chew them. It's still real food and it isn't soup. Hooray!!

I don't really have much to say this week. All has been quiet for the most part. I really need to thank my friends in this. I really found out who is my friend throughout this ordeal and I cannot express my gratitude for your caring words and just friendship through this. It wasn't easy, but with your help I was able to do it.

Okie that is all for today. I meet with the surgeon on Thursday @ 8am for the de-wiring and the passing of the torch (i.e. returning the wire cutters back to the surgeon). Pray that I don't need further adjustments and need to be re-beartrapped. Talk to you soon!!