Day: July 20, 2013

this morning i kind of got a little bit angry with the nurse, not at her but over all the frustration with the hospitals failed attmpts to understand my dietary situation. their latest boneheaded idea appeared yesterday, when all my meals began showing up finely chopped into dangerously ironic rice-sized pieces.

i know theyre just trying to help. so after finishing that bowl of rice as a sheer self-torture execise, i told the nurse “just give me the regular food. take away all the special flags.”

lunch was regular and fine. i ate the good parts, skipped the bad, supplemented with some fruit and yogurt, and called it easy. and now at 3pm, for the first time since here, they offered me an afternoon snack. ive seen other patients receiving these. im not sure if its a sunday special or part of the “regular” menu i demanded this morning.

what was my snack?

a baked potato. koreans eat these plain as finger food. so, per my friend dougs request, i had a baked potato party. unfortunately, he wasnt here. maybe next time.

i ate all my rice for breakfast. milestone. took freaking forever, though.

when i walk around the ward pushing my little IV-stand, i refer to it as orbiting. its part boredom relief, part exercise, but in itself its pretty monotonous, too.

ive realized the hospital has posted little signs that calibrate on the elevator lobby, showing distances. a single triangle-shaped "orbit" of the tenth floor is 155 meters. but before noticing this id already worked out my own calibration. i prefer to do a "half-orbit" which cuts off most of the west ward where all the most depressing chemo patients seem to be, and by counting paces id concluded that a half-orbit was almost exactly 100 meters (so on the floor plan its more like a two-thirds-orbit).

thats a very convenient number, because i can know that ten half-orbits make a kilometer, etc. so i just walked a kilometer. im going to shoot for two or three each day (20~30 half-orbits), thus equaling my daily walking commute to work.