Saturday, February 12, 2011

T+12: The Godfather

Apart from having my relatives take me to too many loud restaurants, where I could only be heard by the person next to me, I spent my time relaxing and mostly doing nothing. I brought Thick-It to the restaurants in a plastic bag. I’m not sure if bringing a plastic bag of white powder into a public place is really a great idea, unless maybe you’re Charlie Sheen. My Aunt makes these really thick fruit smoothies for me, which are delicious, healthy and really easy to swallow.

The first 8 days after surgery was Chinese New Year so I didn’t need to be working. But I’ve been working remotely, keeping up on e-mail and staying in touch with the office the whole time. I took a nap in the afternoon each day – I seem to need to – and I’ve been sleeping at least 8 hours each night (which I also seem to need).

I have a little more voice than a week ago, though it is still very weak. I’ve been drinking a lot of smoothies, which are easy to get down. I can eat essentially anything now. My Steri-Strips are starting to half come off, and I have a beard now because I haven’t been shaving.


Clean shaven again. Bet you
can't see the scar!
Today with guidance from Dr. Jennifer Long, I used a washcloth and some soapy warm water to gently help the Steri-Strips ease off. I then lathered up and shaved. It’s a bit of a funny feeling shaving my neck because it’s still numb so it was slow going. I managed to shave over the incision – carefully and slowly but without any problems. It’s nice to be clean shaven again.




"Some day, and that day may never
come, I will call upon you to do a
service for me." 
I checked into the conference hotel, where I’m now bumping into 320 of my colleagues from the US that I haven’t seen in more than a year (I used to work in our New York office before moving to China). I warned many by email that I would have no voice, but for others, it’s still a surprise. My typical line is, “I feel better than I sound.” They ask if I have laryngitis, so I tell them I had surgery to fix my voice, then ask, “Doesn’t it sound great?” Then I tell them it will take a few months and say that my “Godfather voice” makes me more effective with customers. And then I do my best Marlon Brando as Godfather impression, “Some day, and that day may never come, I will call upon you to do a service for me.” Everyone laughs.

I’m in a loud, noisy place. I’m “yelling” and people can barely hear me, but everyone’s having a good time.



 

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