Smack Recovery?
Am I fit to drive yet? I look even uglier than usual, but I'm breathing through both nostils now. Seldom both nostrils at once, but the phlegm squeezing through the swollen passages has been mostly blood free since this morning when the last of the blood clots blew free during the sinus wash. The gash on the inside of my top lip is swollen to porportions which match the massive bruise where my nose is supposed to be. The nose and mouth hurt bad enough that I hadn't gotten around to noticing the scrape and bruise on my right knee until this morning's bath. Guess I hadn't needed that knee much during the 2 days of sleep. The wounds are still painful, but not the sort of pain that will interfere with driving. The headache is mostly gone. No dizziness. I don't believe the wounds will feel any better laying around than they will on the road.
Tonight finds me sleep saturated and holding steady. I think. I haven't tested many limits, but I do feel like I might be able to start the northward trek this morning. The first stop is only 3 hours from here. If I find I have over-estimated my recovery, I'll have a safe landing spot for a few more days of recovery. The weekend is already here. Perhaps one more weekend of grand time? This round at the ranch? We see. YS and the GKs think I'm already back in the river region.
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glad you were able to sleep for the first part of heel time, keeping the blood pressure down was a good thing.
I will guess that you checked the weather and know that the (hopefully) last snow of this season is suppose to run from Paducah to here tomorrow. the days high temp says 43 F here so the snow doesn't stand a chance of staying long.
I brought that up mostly for the chance to comment that the weather channel has picked Paducah as a reference point for the Mid West weather this winter. I like to hear them say it so much because it helps me feel like you are right next door : )
I hope the ranch stop goes well
I've been tempted to self-flagellation over the fact that I havenae been tracking the year's snow and ice meltdowns which create the mythical river crests which so draw me to the Mississippi and Ohio River Valleys. I call those snow crests, "Mythical" because the facts which tell me they are real are deeply buried in the Talking Head hysteria which doesn't distinguish between a crest flood and a rain flood. Disaster is disaster and formulated to keep those ratings high.
In personal fact, I havenae seen one of those crests, not even this year where I was close enough to hear the flood alert sirens going off on the Ohio River, just a short drive away from where the first snow crest of 2018 made its sharp left turn to head south toward the Gulf of Mexico. I feel like I might as well be hunting extraterrestrials. . . I have lots of evidence that they exist, but the evidence remains circumstantial in my personal experience.
If it's 43F as far south as Delaware, my general senses say the Great Lakes region is still in parkas, waiting for that snow and ice to start its southward journey. Hm=m=m=m=m. . . . While the birds migrate north, The Three Sisters (2 hydrogen, 1 oxygen, aka water) migrate south?