Well folks, when yah think things couldn't get any worse...of course they always manage to with me! 
I have said and will continue saying that I am the walking epitome of Murphy's Law. Plain and simple.
My tooth infection is so bad now, that the left side of my face looks like I am holding a softball in my mouth. I had an emergency dentist appointment today, and even the doctor looked at me and said..."Holy...Sh..." Yeah, you know it's bad when....
He gave me his cell phone number just in case anything were to happen, so he can send me back to the ER for the 3rd time. But if things go better (and I feel ok right now due to pain meds) I have to be back in his office tomorrow at noon.
He wanted to drain the pus, but there's too much. There's a high-risk he could kill me by doing that. Let's just pray to God this penicillin starts working fast!
Grant has been so great. He's making me soup and milkshakes and he feeds me. And times when I have to take my meds. And rubs my back. I told him today while I was doped up..."Your parents raised an awesome son." And he said..."They tried..." and I said..."No..They DID." and he smiled.
My sister has to babysit me tomorrow while he goes to work to study. Sounds silly, but in the state I am in (if you saw me you'd cringe) we don't know what could happen. In which case someone needs to be here at all times watching me.
Well...wish me luck. I think I'm going to go throw up now.
I have said and will continue saying that I am the walking epitome of Murphy's Law. Plain and simple.
My tooth infection is so bad now, that the left side of my face looks like I am holding a softball in my mouth. I had an emergency dentist appointment today, and even the doctor looked at me and said..."Holy...Sh..." Yeah, you know it's bad when....
He gave me his cell phone number just in case anything were to happen, so he can send me back to the ER for the 3rd time. But if things go better (and I feel ok right now due to pain meds) I have to be back in his office tomorrow at noon.
He wanted to drain the pus, but there's too much. There's a high-risk he could kill me by doing that. Let's just pray to God this penicillin starts working fast!
Grant has been so great. He's making me soup and milkshakes and he feeds me. And times when I have to take my meds. And rubs my back. I told him today while I was doped up..."Your parents raised an awesome son." And he said..."They tried..." and I said..."No..They DID." and he smiled.
My sister has to babysit me tomorrow while he goes to work to study. Sounds silly, but in the state I am in (if you saw me you'd cringe) we don't know what could happen. In which case someone needs to be here at all times watching me.
Well...wish me luck. I think I'm going to go throw up now.
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i hope you feel better soon, maybe i could make you some soup, or tea?