I'm still alive but going a bit nuts. I haven't slept properly since I had surgery. I've taken tons of advil and tylenol for leg cramps. I never thought it would be my legs that would bother me. I dutifully used a heating pad on my face and spread Arnica cream. I've got some major bruises.
Speaking of legs and such, my antibiotic (Dalacin) tastes like feet. More specifically, slightly fruit-flavored feet. I'm giving up on Children's Advil. In order to get an adult, extra strength dose, I have to drink a huge amount. Same thing with Children's Tylenol.
I tried drinking a homemade smoothie today. For some reason, it would just not go down. It would pool in my mouth and then when I opened my lips, it all came back out again. I feel like a dribbly baby. Sometimes, I get a kind of suction buildup with my splint. Then nothing goes down. It's hard to explain.
My sister insisted she was coming by to see me. Why? To take more blackmail pictures? Don't you have enough from our childhood already? Anyway, she texted to say she felt like she had the flu and she was staying home. The flu? I shuddered.
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