So, you know the pain I was feeling yesterday? Today that was amplified a couple of times over. This morning in the rush to get out the door I grabbed a cracker sandwich thing to at least get something in my stomach. When I tried to bite off a piece I felt a lot of pain. I couldn’t even break the damn sandwich in between my teeth. I was determined to get it in my stomach so I resorted to breaking off pieces by hand, then letting the piece get mushy before processing it further. Quite pathetic!
At lunch, I was hunting for something manageable and settled on a Vietnamese restaurant for a bowl of pho. The broth was good, and the noodles were soft. Chewing the already soft beef though? Challenging. I left the place thinking that I needed an Advil or something. My jaw was ringing from the all the effort needed to eat.
Now, I’m sure this is just due to the fact that I can eat little else, but I’m suddenly having a craving for mousse or Jell-O. Hmm…or congee. Yeeees, nice, soft, congee.
This is kind of sad. All of this talk of easy to chew soft food is making me think of elderly people with dentures that are living in a retirement home, just kvetching about how all of the food they’re being given is just hard to eat. Next thing you know I’ll be cutting corn off the cob, nibbling the kernels one by one. Sad! No, no, I won’t let this temporary condition break me. I refuse!
*grumble*
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