Quotes About Convalescence

Though the doctors treated him, let his blood, and gave him medications to drink, he nevertheless recovered.

I've just had an operation, but nothing too serious.

Uh, I just had an operation last March which was rather serious and I'm recuperating now. I'm on a very bland diet. But, uh, I'm lucky, I was just lucky, that's all.

Poppy was now almost well. She still slept more than usual, but when she wasn't sleeping she tromped around the doctor's house pulling spoons off the table and spilling cups of water and crumpling pages of books. That is, she was almost her old self.

I had my own compartment - plenty of space, plenty of provisions, the grapes, cookies, chocolates and tea that made being on the Trans-Siberian like a luxurious form of convalescence.

A vacant white room with lights is still a submission to the neutral. Works of art seen in such spaces seem to be going through a kind of esthetic convalescence.

You have to be ill if you want to get better.

After reading binge prompted by convalescence, As if to balance the ledger, letters poured out at an equally prodigious pace.

I began at that point the emotional examination to note how far my convalescence had gone — I was taller, bigger generally in relation to these stairs, I had more money and success and "security" than in the days when specters seemed to go up and down with me.

He felt the inspirations of his youth, which had been dissipated by a frivolous life, stirring again in him, but they all bore now the reflection, the stamp of a particular being; and during the long hours which he now found a subtle pleasure in spending at home, alone with his convalescent soul, he became gradually himself again, but himself in thraldom to another. He

I didn't know what to do. I couldn't go to school because I was still green. I couldn't go downstairs to breakfast because I couldn't eat. So, I did the only thing I could do — I stayed in bed. And, I don't mean for just a few hours. I stayed in bed for a whole week.

I have been laid up with intentional flu.

One unfortunate Greek ambassador at about the same time is known to have fallen into an open Roman sewer and broken his leg – and made the most of his convalescence by giving introductory lectures on literary theory to a curious audience.

For my convalescence, I had to exercise my voice only with vowels. It is a medical rule after a long loss of voice.