Reclaiming my Life -- Bit by Bit

Or should that be "Bite by Bite"?

I had scrambled eggs for breakfast this morning.

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Ahem.

I said I had scrambled eggs for breakfast this morning!

Okay, A Brief Description of What This Means In Case You Missed Something Along the Way:

For the first time in two months, I had a complete serving of solid food that I ingested with my mouth and tongue and teeth and stuff. And I ate all of it.

It wasn't yummy-wonderful, but it didn't have the metallic taste I'd been warned about. My tongue, while still not completely recovered from the radiation, had no problems in positioning the eggs to the proper places within my mouth. (And I didn't bite my tongue, thank goodness!)

I decided not to push things by trying toast, as generating saliva is still an issue -- and may be for the rest of my life. (The radiation treatment necessarily and permanently deactivated the parotid saliva gland in my left cheek. But the doc tells me that the right parotid may figure this out and produce even more saliva than it normally would. How do you set up a cheer for a saliva gland?)

We followed up this repast shortly afterwards with a can of Jevity, as one of our goals is to regain 5 or 10 of the pounds I'd lost recently.

And afterwards, I went out to to the garage to do some work I'd been meaning to do for weeks and weeks.

And somehow, I feel, y'know... just bigger. With more Randy expressing itself. I like it.

All this from one dish of scrambled eggs...