Saturday, April 23, 2011
AND I’VE NEVER EVEN PLAYED HOCKEY!
So I’m drinking lots of liquids, and in a day or two I can try soft foods. I can even have ice cream! At Avenidas they pureed my lunch. Pretty tasty, and it slid right down.
Following morning: I slept surprisingly well, and this morning I’m not even feeling any pain. The temporary denture needs a bit of adjustment, and that will be done on Monday. Frankly, I’m astonished at how well I feel.
Friday evening --
I just finished watching the movie The King’s Speech. I thought it was superb.
Saturday morning --
Still doing well. Couple of sore spots. Boy, that's gotta be a big surprise.
Comment on yesterday's post that the 'hamster', the one with the peanut, was French-Canadian. The fifth one down. Huh? How could one tell? Then an email saying that is not a hamster, but a chipmunk. As to French-Canadian, I was told to look at the writing behind the animal. Wow, these people have sharp eyes!
Humor (Thanks to Sandy) --
It is known that some species of fish on the coral reef have adapted to be able to survive the poisonous sea anemone's sting. This gives them a safe place to hide from predators. What isn't so well-known is the story of the single fish that decided to be different. One day he swam away from his protective anemone, in search of some other hiding place.
At first, he swam into a small crevice in the rock, but he very quickly swam out of there, chased by an eel. Then he decided he could hide inside a shell, so he found a nice big one that he liked, but had to retreat from the crab that got there before him. Finally, exhausted, he swam into the coral beds, and hid among the brilliant colored fern-like fronds of the corals.
The next day, when he hadn't come back to the anemone, some of the other fish decided to go out and look for him. They hunted everywhere for him, but they couldn't find him. Eventually, just as they had given up, they heard him calling to them. They looked around, but they couldn't see him anywhere.
He was perfectly hidden by the coral.
Finally, he showed himself and they tried to persuade him to come back home. But he refused. The coral was too good a hiding place to leave and "After all," he said, "with fronds like these, who needs anemones?"
See you on Monday with some dam interesting photos. No, I'm not swearing.