..got smushed by a jet engine

I'm feeling better today. My throat hasn't been killing me TOO much.

A little before 1:00 (I think) Roman came over. She visited me during 5th hour yesterday too. Today we sat, talked, watched a movie, then I had to sit and watch her eat a quesa-la-dilla while all I can eat is apple sauce, jell-o, ice cream (yes I can eat ice cream now) and popsicles. She left 3 or 4 hours later I think.

Tomorrow marks a week after I had my tonsils taken out. That means I should be able to eat soft food. FOOD! I CAN EAT FOOD! I'm looking forward to a box or two of macaroni with my name on it.

Not too long after Roman left, Ally called saying that she'd be here around 4/4:30. She drove. Ally can drive now, that seems so weird. She picked up Anna too, even though she only lives 3 steps away. We also sat, talked and watched a movie. We ate jell-o too. Anna brought me jell-o and whipped cream, and Ally brought me a card and a picture of me that she drew on on paint to make me look like a pirate. Lovely.

I love visitors, even though I talked so much I don't think it was good for my throat. The past few days I haven't really talked at all.

Know what else I love? New friends/old strangers. Hmmm... talked to a few of them today.