I’m rarely one for starting threads, least of all in the pit, bit I’m going to vent right now, seeing as how this is the only form of communication I have left. Let me just say that I’m in extreme fucking pain. I mean pain on levels I have rarely experienced. Do you want to know why? I’ll tell you why. I mean it’s so fucking beautiful I can’t not tell you. This is could only happen to me. I tell people and they stare at me funny, or laugh like I’m telling a joke. Oh but I wish I were.
So, are you ready for what happened? Okay, here goes:
I sprained my tongue.
Yup, that’s right, my fucking tongue. And let me tell you it hurts like the sweet bejeezus. I cannot speak or swallow without writhing in agony. Literally, I twist like a sheet in the wind. I have to keep my tongue perfectly still, which really is a lot of fun, because it means I talk like a thalomide baby and I drool constantly (Unlike normal, where I only drool… well okay, pretty much like normal).
And it’s not like I was doing anything fun either, which would make this somewhat bearable. No, rather it was caused by an extreme coughing fit, brought on by a rampaging strep infection. By that I mean I have strep throat, strep chest, strep sinus and get this, strep mother fucking ear. Oh yes, my chest, sinuses, throat and ears are all infected. I mean Jesus wept, strep ear? What the fuck is that?! I’ve been like this for a week, too. I didn’t have to wear green on St. Paddy’s Day, because I was producing enough to colour all the Guinness in Dublin. Lots of fun let me tell you. I started my antibios today, but dear Goddess in Heaven, Hell, or New Jersey, where ever you are, please let this frigging pain end.
Now that I’ve vented I’m going to go weep in a corner, because my painkillers are wearing off, and when they do it’s going to be ugly, really ugly.
uuunnnnnnnggggghhhhhhh…