Meals on Wheels...  The chap who brings them to my house is so kind, that he leaves it on my front windowsill (the perk of living on a garden level), even if I'm not at home and forget to leave the tiny envelope with the money (€4 per dinner).  It's very convenient, true, and I suppose the nutritious value is healthy etc., thou I can't say it's the top cuisine by any stretch of imagination.  It's a long time now that I wasn't able to eat most kinds of meat (mind you, some of my friends are spoiling me sometimes with such a tasty plate, that I do eat it, even if I know I shouldn't!), but I love fish, and am supposed to eat at least some animal protein, so have a deal with the MoW driver/deliveryman that he brings the fish dinner once a week, whether it's on Thursday or on Friday.

Maybe it's time to simply show you what the meal looks like, and you can make up your own mind.  It's always the same: fish in vegetables plus potatoes, and a dessert for later (the dessert might be a fruit jelly, or a custard, or a trifle, or some fruit topped with a blob of cream - to be honest, I haven't even seen today's one yet, so it's going to be a surprise for me too!).

Yeah, well, as I said - it's not exactly the top French/Italian/whatever-you-like restaurant...  But it's food, and it's cooked, and it doesn't require washing up, so all one needs to do is just shovel it up without thinking too much.  Maybe just so to be grateful to the people who prepared it, to help those - like me - who can't do even this little for themselves....  Thank you, kind strangers!

My recent memory problems, worsening balance, very short "battery-life" (just don't have energy, really) - all of that seems to have either appeared or got worse since the surgery (or if not the surgery itself, then the general anaesthetic).  The worse, and to some extend even embarrassing, is that I can't keep my eyes open: all of the sudden my vision blurs, my eyelids become extremely heavy and my body is hit by a wave of 'muscle-relaxant' (where from???) - and, as I call it, "the lights are off".  I described it as if it was at least few minutes, but in reality it happens faster than my ability to react!  Few seconds, really.  D.P., who kindly helps me with typing since my wrists are too damaged for the honour, recognises it after my sudden slurred and completely illogical comments (last time it was something about a trey of biscuits, apparently - in the middle of dictating her a long list of "article 1, section 2, point 3, Journal of Bills 2004, issue 5, entry 6" - and there was something like ten or more such "addresses"...).  Thankfully she saw through me immediately and suggested, that she has to go home to get keys (which she forgot to bring with her), so maybe I'd like to lie down for that time and cuddle Jacky - no objection there.  When I got up an hour later, I didn't remember any of this - but I was much refreshed and invigorated...

Had a surgery some three weeks ago (large intestine), followed by a really nasty post-surgical infections: had to take two antibiotics extra-strength three times a day for two weeks.  Curiously, the infection spread not only around the stitches (which would be rather natural), but also... under my big toe nail.  The stitches are fine now, but the toe nail is still weeping, so that means the infection is still there.  Was already told that would have to have the nail removed and all the possibly-infected tissue under the nail (plus a bit extra for the margin of safety) remove, so not impossible if it would go down as far as the bone (not my words!).  Lovely future awaits me...

Plus,was already scheduled for full gastroscopy and colonoscopy, under general anaesthetic.  Would love to have it done (well, not 'love' really, but to maybe finally see what is causing my insides to get blocked, and where, and what can be done with it - because as it is it ain't funny no more!).  Except, they had some problems waking me up after the last general hammer in the head, which came only some 4 weeks after the previous one.  The last time, instead of my usual three hours kip approx., I woke up after over seven hours, and with some significant difficulties.  At the moment I'm sooo weakend by the antibiotic, that I don't think I would have much chance to wake up at all, to look at it pragmatically.  Have to try to get stronger first, if I manage...

At the moment, not only the pains and aches (despite the over-thirty tablets which my daily diet consists of) are my day- and nightmare, but I started having my "lights out" attacks again: just at some moment, split of a second more like it, my brain stops following the reality and starts working on its own, as if ignoring me.  I cant keep the eyes open, keep any sort of conversation going, and when I come out of it - could be twenty minutes, maybe couple of houres - I'm so exhausted, I feel like following asleep.and after I realy wake up with a perfect gap in my memory...

Oh, fun!!!