Day 5: Still in pain
Hopefully I can get in to see Dr. Gass ASAP today. Everytime I try to call a medical office, or somewhere equally important, on a Monday I always get the hold music run around. I might lay on the dramatics and start off with - "MY MOUTH IS A FOUNTAIN OF BLOOD!!!!!!!!"
Surely that will catch their attention.
I never thought it was possible but I got fucked over by 3 men this weekend! That is so totally awesome... One of them was even my own brother. Too engrossed in WoW to make it over to my house in time to catch a movie. I could have killed him. Instead my mom got on the phone and gave him the ripping of his life.
Then I got the pity date from my father, that was a nice gesture, but after being teased with the thought of going to the movies 3 times this weekend, I had no desire anymore.
Thankfully my girl came to my rescue, and I was able to finally sink my teeth into some greasy pizza and a beer while shit talking and watching Hotel Rwanda. Halfway through the movie, my mouth began retaliating against my grease-feast and I had to rush back home after the movie where I took a few too many hydrocodones and passed the fuck out, still in pain.
Hopefully I can get in to see Dr. Gass ASAP today. Everytime I try to call a medical office, or somewhere equally important, on a Monday I always get the hold music run around. I might lay on the dramatics and start off with - "MY MOUTH IS A FOUNTAIN OF BLOOD!!!!!!!!"
Surely that will catch their attention.
I never thought it was possible but I got fucked over by 3 men this weekend! That is so totally awesome... One of them was even my own brother. Too engrossed in WoW to make it over to my house in time to catch a movie. I could have killed him. Instead my mom got on the phone and gave him the ripping of his life.
Then I got the pity date from my father, that was a nice gesture, but after being teased with the thought of going to the movies 3 times this weekend, I had no desire anymore.
Thankfully my girl came to my rescue, and I was able to finally sink my teeth into some greasy pizza and a beer while shit talking and watching Hotel Rwanda. Halfway through the movie, my mouth began retaliating against my grease-feast and I had to rush back home after the movie where I took a few too many hydrocodones and passed the fuck out, still in pain.
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Mine are pretty bad too.
It's a shame you couldn't come down, you coulda watched Captain Blood with us.