I had my follow up visit yesterday. It went well, she advanced me to the next food stage, which is mashed, pureed, soft foods. Start multivitamin, calcium citrate.

But the bus isn’t moving.

It’s a horrible metaphor, and I apologize profusely, but I can’t think of a better one.

It’s been three days. It’s all gassed up, it just won’t go.

I need a driver.

I need a mechanic.

My nutritionist thinks the introduction of additional foods (with more fiber) will help.

She’s also now suggesting I go back to the plant-based shakes, to which I’ve developed an aversion since the surgery, to see if that makes any difference. I’m like, yeah, great. But you know me, “I’ll do whatever” is practically my motto.

This is my life right now, and it is not particularly glamorous. I feel like an old lady, always talking about my ailments.

But I think it will get better, the more food I can eat, especially vegetables.