Good Morning - Day One

I took the third diazepam which my kind GP gave me last night and slept well until almost 6 this morning, waking only periodically to prop myself back up on the mountain of pillows I was advised to use in order to keep upright. I am however hungry. Soup through a straw and the juice from rice pudding ( the grains get stuck in the tube !)  last night. Not enough.  What's putting me off being more adventurous is my hugely swollen lip. Which I have absolutely no desire to mistake for a piece of doughy bread or a very juicy backberry and break into, unknowing, because it seems still to be under the influence of the anaesthetic !

My face is beginning to throb, gently, but I'm confident that the paracetamol I was instructed to obtain, will deal with it. My greatest discomfort arises from the fact that I've just dropped my tea ( drunk with a straw) all over my bed, particularly where I'm lying! I haven't got the will to strip the bottom sheet of and such exertion is verboten . So, I've fetched a towel and now look as though I've added incontinence to my list of ailments !!!

Still working out how to transfer pics but I WILL  very shortly