I think this is what being stranded on an island with no food source feels like. My body is weak from the lack of solid food and my brain feels like cotton floss. I feel my whole entity disintegrating. I need food. I want food. But i can't eat......
The bone graft site feels unusually sore today. There wasn't this much discomfort in the last 2 days. Keeping my fingers crossed, i pray infection is not the culprit. The more i try to pry my mouth open to eat, the more it feels like i'm dislodging the sutures that are holding the graft site together. I can almost imagine the bone graft material spilling out as i desperately try to nurse my hunger. TO EAT OR NOT TO EAT, THAT IS THE QUESTION.
Hunger is driving me into pathetic delirium. I am grouchy, whiny and i can't think straight. I thought if i diverted my attention to blogging, i would be able to ignore the hunger pangs. This is failing miserably. I have to stop now. I think i am going to pass out.
