September 13 - Dr. K asked me yesterday if I thought I was just tired or possibly slipping into depression. I told her I was fine. No depression over here, just some crankiness. Think I spoke too soon. Talked to my tech team about the disparate info I was given on recovery. It turns out the 1-2 months is how long it will take for the pain in my throat to fade and my saliva to start thinning out again. 6-12 months is how long it will take for my taste buds to bounce back. NOW I'm depressed. And this of course lays waste to my whole plan to delve into some serious cooking this winter. Can't cook if I can't taste anything! So, I need to find a new hobby to set my heart on. Maybe getting a physical trainer to whip me into shape so that I can take up spelunking again next spring. Or possibly a quilting class. I don't know why that sounds fun but it does.

On a side note, I'm still pursuing purchasing a piece of land but I have now had four real estate agents respond to an enquiry of mine and then disappear when I send a second inquiry. Not sure what's going on with that. I might go to the bank and get a pre-approval on the land loan and see if that helps agents take me more seriously.

Started the stronger med last night for the thrush. Doctor very specifically told me that I need to take a teaspoon the first day and then 1/2 a teaspoon for the next 13 days. Then whatever is left over needs to be thrown in the garbage. Makes me think we've pulled out the big guns on this thrush sitch! Hope it works!

The 7 female employees where I work usually do a little 1/2 hour cake celebration for birthdays. Karen makes the most awesome caramel, fudge, heath, oreo, ice cream cake concoction on the face of this earth! Alas, my birthday is fast approaching and I will be unable to enjoy cake due to the health adventure. So, the girls decided to pitch in and we're going to do a little boardwalk segue tour here in Rochester on a Saturday afternoon. How cool is that??