Farewell Sal

Sal was one of our roosters.

He'd been in a poor state for a few days and you could see his health was quickly going down. His hens left him and went to hang out with the other roosters, the turkey was picking on him, and he was very lathargic.

Found him in the coop. Even though his ladies had abandoned him, he went down guarding his girls.

I buried him in a corn feed bag, a treat he liked. There was still a bit in the bottom, a small offering to take with him into the next life.

Farewell old man.

Recovery going well

Making progress. Seem to have no major repurcussions post surgery with my diet. So that seems to have gone well. Eaten some processed food, cream and a few other "high risk" foods and had no digestive issues.

Did a test run as part of pt this morning. About 30 seconds short of a pass, which isn't too bad considering I spent almost a month lying down not doing much.

Just keep trying to improve day by day.

Apple

What I want to eat, is a donut.

What I have in the fridge, is some donuts my awesome wife bought for me to eat.

What I'm eating is an apple.

Because it's good for me, it's high in fibre and I just had my gall bladder removed. Which limits what I can eat, at least for a few weeks while I recover. May be able to go back to eating everything I used to (with moderation). May have permanent heavy restrictions. Probably somewhere in the middle.

Or I can yolo and eat whatever I want - so long as I'm near a bathroom!

Post surgery

Well, that was interesting.

The anesthesiologist didn't do the whole "count backwards from ten" thing, but last thing I remember was the mask being lowered over my face and being instructed to breathe deeply.

When I came to, I was in recovery and it took me a fair bit of time to reconnect the dots and work out where I was, and what happened to me. Felt like I lost a fight with a washing machine, while inside a bigger washing machine. Apparently the surgery was routine and didn't take too long, but it took me a bit longer than normal to recover from the anesthesia.

Luckily one of the nurses called my wife and let her know I was ok.

First meal post surgery was a salad with fish. Normally I'm not a fan of fish but since I hadn't eaten since Saturday dinner (about 48 hours) I found the salad quite tasty. I made sure to eat it slowly, didn't want to scarf it down and overload my digestive system.

The next part is to work out which meals I can eat. Without a gall bladder, if I eat stuff my body can't handle, apparently I'll get diahrrea. First two or three weeks I'll be the most delicate, after that my digestive system should have worked out how to get along without it.

Surgery tomorrow

Made it to 47 before needing surgery! Not a bad streak. Or at least any that I can remember, have been out patient a few times for minor things.

Currently in hospital waiting for gall bladder removal tomorrow (actually later today, it's about 2am). Should be fairly straightforward, it's a routine surgery. And looks like I shouldn't need to make too many adjustments to my diet.

Shoes!

Well, I'm an idiot. Or at least distracted.

Was getting changed and looked around and couldn't find my shoes. Still down south in temporary accommodation. Keep the door locked by habit, was locked when I got back in. Knew for a fact I had been wearing them this morning.

No sign of them! Not in the wardrobe, not under the bed, not under my bag, not in a drawer. It's a small room, so not many places to hide. Had me completely stumped for a good five minutes.

They were on my feet. I'd already put them on.

Still cold

Ugh, forgot how much the cold sucks.

Can't wait to get back to the warmth up north. Can't even exercise properly without everything hurting. Especially hands and nose due to the cold wind. Give me high heat and high humidity!