smile_n_cuddle | I am the embodiment of...

pessimism today. I just woke up from 12 hours of sleep. I want to strangle Micah. He is sitting at the door saying, "MREEEOOOOOOOOW!" and I can't yell at him because my mouth is too swollen, and I can't get up to do something about it because my body decided to give into it's nausea this morning and I spent roughly five minutes over the toilet puking nothing (since, gosh, guys, I haven't eaten more than a few bites at a time in about five days).

Mornings, I have decided, are the worst, because I don't wake up in the middle of the night to take my pain killers (have to take them on a full stomach), but in the morning, there's so much pain and nausea. I try to eat (pea soup again, it's all I can keep down, sorta) but that hurts like friggin hell, but if I don't eat then when I take the painkillers the nausea will be worse.

I can't even really pinpoint or describe the pain, except to say it hurts in the front like I'd imagine after getting your braces tightened it would - it's a pretty strong, dull ache. In the back right, it's the worst. Shart firey pain at the bottom, which makes it very difficult to swallow anything, including just regular saliva. Back left doesn't hurt too bad, except a stronger dull ache in the back. Both sides of the my cheeks hurt. But hey - my tongue doesn't hurt, so I'm not too bad off! Oh, but the pain on the right side is going up into my ear. Gotta love it.

I guess that's about all I have to say this morning.