Recovery, Day 4

Modesty prevents me from detailing my most significant milestone today.  Let’s just say my connection to the Cook County Water & Sewage Treatment department has been restored.  While this was undeniable evidence of my progressing recovery, it is possible that I may have over-estimated my recuperation slightly.  Today, my fourth day of hanging out, I decided to try and be productive—nothing overly ambitious, just mounting a screen door.  The good news is, we have a perfectly mounted screen door now.  The bad news—I am utterly exhausted and my somewhat clear nasal passages have swollen and become an impassable pocket of goo once again. 

Well, lesson learned.  There’s a reason the doc told me to limit physical activity and it wasn’t because he thought I was too skinny and needed to curl up with a bag of potato chips on the couch for 7 days to plump up.

In other news, sleeping is still a bit of a challenge.  Although mouth breathing is a pastime enjoyed by lower order species and my old high school football team that used to pick on me, it does not lend itself to falling asleep.  The funny thing is that I can tell my body REALLY wants to breathe through my new nose.  In fact, usually within a few minutes of dosing off I’m awakened by the uncomfortable vibration of air being pulled across the stents still affixed to various parts of my inner face.  Unfortunately, this will be the situation until next Tuesday when they’re removed.    Until then, I’ll sleep as my face allows and keep the home improvement projects to a minimum.