I love using the expression "running around like a chook with its head cut off" – mainly because of the bewildered looks using it receives. Chook is a much funnier word than chicken.
Today, I am that headless chook trying to get things in order at work so a temp can take over the switchboard and reception while I am languishing on the couch for a couple of weeks.
I would love to go home tonight and have a glass or two of wine, but surgeons put a veto on this practise prior to surgery. I think this takes all the joy out of surgery really!
So tonight I will sit down to a "comfort" dinner of eggs atop some cheese on toast with chopped parsley. They always tell you no eating after midnight …. this leads me to imagine some huge majority of people must eat in the very early hours of the morning; I am not one of them, but being told that I can't eat makes me very, very hungry and so perhaps I should get up at 11.50pm and prepare a snack to tide me over.
I have been given strict instructions to only drink 4oz (115mls) of water between midnight and 6am…… this leads to the question – should I space that out over the 6 hours or chug it all down at 6am? What if I don't measure properly and have 5oz accidentally?
I have requested toast & vegemite for my first post-operative supper. The astro-dweeb has written to my mother for the recipe! LOL.
My abelia is still alive and flowering – or at least it was the day before yesterday! :