Thus ends St. Patrick's Day. I didn't sleep all day as much as nod off throughout the day wathcing episodes of the sopranos on my desktop. but I did get out for a late take out lunch and groceries for dinner.

I've had a sore throat this entire time. Some of it was due to having that chest tube forced down my throat, and I seem to have aggravated it trying to sing last Thursday at rehearsal. My throat *really* hurt the next morning. Now I seem to have some sort of nasal drip which has left my throat irritated. I'd be less worried about it if I didn't have other problems which might not go away. My right ear remains numb/tingly and last Thursday I learned that it could be a consequence of nerve damage I suffered either by the cut or when the surgeon did the exploratory to make sure that my esophagus hadn't been damaged. Parts of my head and neck also remain tender to the touch. I guess I'm not going to be as good as new. While they treated the wound, I'm not so sure that they did anything at all in relation to my getting clocked in the back and side of the head. I should probably go see my chiropractor to make sure my neck/spine are still in alignment.

Now it's just not healing - it's waiting to find out what won't heal. It goes from watching paint dry to hoping the paint color doesn't change necessitating another paint job.

This weekend I contacted the few remaining close friends hadn't heard yet that don't do Facebook. (There are people on FB who are posting stuff with their usual abandon but have yet to contact me. Not sure what to make of that.) One was my best friend from high school who now lives in Thailand. We traded a few emails before he called me using Skype. That was pretty cool. Another was a volleyball buddy who's since married and become incredibly domesticated. It was good getting caught up with him. But other than that, it's pretty much been just me for the last 48 hours. But I've either been sleeping or watching a movie/show just to help the time pass; I've gone into a different mode somehow. Maybe it's necessary.