Let the dry land appear...

...God said on the third day. Carl said, "I think I'll take a nap." I have slept 10 hours the past two nights following surgery, but today it all caught up with me. I have been taking naps all day. I've had muscle aches all over too. I don't know what muscle aches have to do with vocal cord surgery, but they are dissipating now. But sleep, is a wonderful place to be. And who noticed that I have been using the spellings of cord and chord interchangeably? Of course, I know the difference, especially since one is a musical term. I am blaming it on codeine. No door painting yet. Apparently I have not yet felt the urge. Tylenol 3 doesn't do what Percoset once did. I had to text Christopher because the city did not pick up my trash. He called for me since I can't talk. That's the plan for anything I need - text Christopher and he can make a phone call and talk for me. I've been e-mailing in between naps. Silence is golden - though it can be inconvenient. I could get used to this, if I could talk just a little bit and if I could always take a nap any time I feel like it! And there was evening and and there was morning the third day.