This is the 100th post of this BLOG. Believe me when I say that nobody is more surprised than I am. When I wrote my first word a year and a half ago, I didn’t really know what I could write about that was going to write about to keep it going week after week. And yet, somehow I managed to do it. Admittedly, I never could or would have done it without the help and encouragement of Celia, someone that I am proud to call a dear friend. I also received the love and encouragement of Jonell and Lydia through some rough times. And believe me, there were some rough times!. Times when 100’s of hours of writing were wiped out by a glitch in my computer, and I was ready to throw in the towel. Obviously, I didn’t, and now I celebrate this auspicious occasion. Nobody likely noticed, but I don’t call this my BLOG, but rather the BLOG. This is because I consider it the accomplishment of many, I don’t consider it my BLOG in any way. Today I was notified that the BLOG received its first subscription. I have no way to know that subscriber’s name, but to you, I say thank you and welcome! Perhaps it’s apropos that I recall last night’s dream so vividly. It is the first time since I suffered my stroke that I recall dreaming that I was bedridden. I’ve always had dreams where I had fully working limbs. I dreamt that several other people were around me as I lay motionless. When suddenly I started moving first my left leg then my right. I then sat up, moved to the edge of my bed, and rose to my feet to the astonishment of all those around. After a moment, I started walking, awkward at first, but more confident with each step. I walked down a hallway, did a quick turn, and returned to my bed. I woke thinking I was able to walk, but when I tried I couldn’t. Nonetheless, I had an eventful day. It seems that I have developed an intolerance to bananas. Today Jonell was giving me small pieces of one as part of my reteaching myself to eat again. I thought I could learn to chew again and a banana would be soft enough for me to start off on. I didn’t realize how much my tongue was used for chewing.. Moving that little piece around my mouth so that it was small enough for me to swallow was difficult indeed. When I was finally able to get a few pieces down, I started coughing uncontrollably and began having acid reflux. The severe coughing lasted more than 5 minutes. I was done with my experiment of eating. It was funny though because Jonell dropped a piece of banana on the floor and attempted to get our dog Tigger first, then our dog Rip, but neither would have anything to do with it. I say it’s funny because they will each eat cat turds, but they find banana to be unappetizing. A short time later I was treated to a portion of a baked potato with sour cream and cheese. And for dessert pureed fresh strawberries. While the strawberries didn’t pose all that much of a challenge for me, they were quite good. The potato was also a treat for me. Jonell said that tonight I can have some mashed potatoes. All together they offered a cornucopia of pleasure!
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