It’s been a slow seven days following doctor’s orders. Drink lots of fluids, bland diet, and rest. I even managed to lose weight on that regimen much to my pleasure. I am very grateful that she didn’t hospitalize me. When my friend Bobbie suggested I look up the treatment for diverticulitis, I noted hospitalization and surgery were the next steps. No thank you.
My own library supplied enough real nutrients to keep me going. Space opera though juvenile, was right there for an easy read. George kept me fed most meals though we now are officially out of most bland foods. Bland is not me if you know me.
I will miss the Pride parade this weekend, darn it. (Above is one of the oldest AIDS Walk signature panels beautifully recreated by one of Sister Margaret’s sewing ladies.) Monday I will creep back into life….back to the gym, back to work Wednesday, and lastly back to Comic Con on Friday.