Nine weeks post shoulder surgery and it feels like I was operated on yesterday; my shoulder is killing me. Still, I managed a cross-country flight to San Francisco for a conference, with the very real possibility of a much longer flight in three weeks…keep reading.
I am currently lying in my hotel room with a Ziplock bag full of ice on my shoulder. I have just returned from a two hour walk to Chinatown and back where I found a hole-in-the-wall Vietnamese restaurant that served fantastic pho. I ordered the 5 star chicken which was served with basil on the vine, super fresh bean sprouts and a plate full of seasoned chicken that I am sure was alive sometime today (it wasn’t from a package is what I am trying to say). A splash of Sriracha finished it off; it was the finest bit of pho I ever had. I left with my face on fire, dripping with sweat; that’s how I know it was beyond good.
I only had my iPhone so the photos above will have to do.
My shoulder is becoming too numb to type but I did want to mention that we have been planning a trip to Iran for mid-April and have been playing the visa game with the Iranian MFA and DC embassy. We finally got MFA approval last weekend and sent our passports to DC last week asking for expedited service. Still haven’t received them back and can’t make any flight reservations until we get the visas. It’s touch and go with flight prices increasing daily. I hope we don’t have to resort to a backup plan; too much effort went into this.