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oxfordtweed) wrote2011-05-30 04:27 pm
oxfordtweed) wrote2011-05-30 04:27 pm
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Ugh
There's like, a million things I'm supposed to be doing, and I don't have the energy to do any of them. I should be doing laundry, but I can't be arsed. I should be doing my housework, which hasn't been touched in a week. Not even going to bother.
Ryan asked me to go to the shop again today for cat food and stuff, and I can't. Just not even going to try. It's only just across the street, but I damn near passed out trying to get there and back yesterday.
At least Ryan is being really understanding about this. Soon as I showed him the carnage left in my mouth the other day, he seemed to get why I'm such a miserable bastard right now. But the constant ache does seem to have gone. Finally. It was a bit weird though. It was really bothering me like hell this morning, in my teeth around the one that was pulled, so I pushed my tongue up against them. And then I heard something sort of pop and suddenly, no pain in the surrounding teeth. I'm really starting to think that Dr Incompetent wrenched something seriously out of place, because it was the sort of pop that happens when something slides back into place.
So, score one for me! I don't think I need my pills any more, which is good, because I've only got about two left anyway. He gave me 20. I have never gone through so many Vicodin in one week, save just after I broke my back. So now I might actually have the attention span to write a few thousand words and update some of my WIPs. I feel like a lazy something for not even touching them lately, but meh. Whatever.
Still hurts when I eat though. But that's fine, because I have plenty of things in the fridge that don't bother me. Thanks for all the suggestions lately, as they really are helping. And I'm still going to go get McDonald's as soon as I'm able to eat proper food again.
Ryan asked me to go to the shop again today for cat food and stuff, and I can't. Just not even going to try. It's only just across the street, but I damn near passed out trying to get there and back yesterday.
At least Ryan is being really understanding about this. Soon as I showed him the carnage left in my mouth the other day, he seemed to get why I'm such a miserable bastard right now. But the constant ache does seem to have gone. Finally. It was a bit weird though. It was really bothering me like hell this morning, in my teeth around the one that was pulled, so I pushed my tongue up against them. And then I heard something sort of pop and suddenly, no pain in the surrounding teeth. I'm really starting to think that Dr Incompetent wrenched something seriously out of place, because it was the sort of pop that happens when something slides back into place.
So, score one for me! I don't think I need my pills any more, which is good, because I've only got about two left anyway. He gave me 20. I have never gone through so many Vicodin in one week, save just after I broke my back. So now I might actually have the attention span to write a few thousand words and update some of my WIPs. I feel like a lazy something for not even touching them lately, but meh. Whatever.
Still hurts when I eat though. But that's fine, because I have plenty of things in the fridge that don't bother me. Thanks for all the suggestions lately, as they really are helping. And I'm still going to go get McDonald's as soon as I'm able to eat proper food again.