S is for sleep: Last night I slept almost completely on my back, as opposed to propped up, and had the most wonderful, restful night's sleep since before surgery. We're talking 12 hours. It was amazing. I can't imagine how much more amazing it will be when I'm actually comfortable enough to sleep on my side again.

S is for sneeze: So, I've sneezed a couple of times since surgery and it was no big deal. I held a pillow across my belly a didn't try to stifle my sneeze and, surprisingly, it didn't hurt. However, last night while I was on the phone with my parents in America, I didn't want to sneeze into the phone so I did the whole pinch the nose thing. BIG MISTAKE! Oh, man did that hurt. All along the left front of my torso. And it throbbed for like an hour afterward. I hope I didn't tear something. Today it feels much better, but still.

S is for shower: Since I live alone, I was hesitant to shower while the general anesthesia was still in my system. So today I took my first shower since Thursday morning (no fear, I have been sponge bathing). It was heavenly I could have stayed in there for hours. If only the hot water lasted that long.

S is for stupid: I have some very weird food allergies. I am allergic to passion fruit, cucumbers, bananas, watermelon, and honeydew. Nothing too major happens with these allergies, just some scratchiness in the throat or some horrible acid reflux. Prior to my surgery, I picked up a couple of those Isopure 0 carb 40mg protein beverage thingies - a yellow and a green. They're not horrible, but they're not the most tasty things on the face of the planet either, as they sort of have a chalkiness to them. So I had the yellow - pineapple banana - prior to surgery and decided that I didn't particularly care for it as it gave me acid reflux. Because of the banana, duh. Today, I grabbed the green one - green apple - and as I am drinking it, I start to have a scratchiness in my throat and I start to cough. I read the label and, stupid me, it doesn't just say green apple, it says green apple melon! Stupid, stupid Pamela! So I stopped drinking it. The good news is that the coughing helped to bring up some of that nasty I've had a tube down my throat crud that was still lurking.

And that, dear readers, is the end of our sponsorship from the letter S.

This evening I am venturing out of my flat to acquire some more children's Advil, as these incisions are quite stingy, and to go down to the Little Theater for a read through of Arsenic and Old Lace, in which I will be co-starring as Abbie Brewster. That is, of course, if the three roles that presently are vacant get filled during last minute castings tonight. If these roles don't get filled, the show cannot happen. Part of me is really sad at the prospect of the show possibly not happening, and part of me really hopes that the show doesn't happen. Weird? Don't get me wrong, I'm super excited that I got a co-starring role and I love the woman who is playing my sister, but I've got a boatload of things already on my schedule, plus trying to manage my I can't eat solid foodness, plus there's a really awesome concert coming up with Ahmadi Music Group that I really want to be part of but the director said I can't if I'm not able to come to rehearsals for it and the rehearsals are on the same night as Arsenic rehearsals! Jiminy! Nonetheless, I am having about an hour and a half nap then popping into a cab, chicken broth and juice in tow, to jaunt down to the theater. Should be fun!