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Month: August 2008

14
Aug
2008

chew cheek.

Currently feeling: Uncomfortable
Currently listening to: Stoppin’ The Love – KT Tunstall

I had trouble getting some shut-eye last night.
One reason being the pain I was in in and another being I just wasn’t sleepy.
I watched When Harry Met Sally and hoped that Mr. Sunshine would wake up from his slumber to sweet talk me out of my misery. If you guessed he did not, then you’re right.
When I finally dozed off, I kept being waken up by the pain.
Ergh.
Can you blame me for being cranky ?
I am chicken AND sleep deprived !

My dentist just gave me a call.
He reassured me that things were gonna be okay in a couple of days and that it wouldn’t hurt during the removal of the stitches next Monday.
He owes me lunch if it did.
He was laughing while asking me whether I could exercise.
*straight face*
Can make fun some more !
You see the other day after the surgery I asked him, “So I can’t exercise lah ?”
And he went, “No, avoid exercising for this week. No vigorous movements that will increase blood flow which can lead to increased bleeding.”
He paused and continued, “But why do you want to exercise for ?”
Funny guy, eh ?
We all need exercise, doctor !
Don’t get me wrong, I love my dentist. Not LOVE love, just love.
He’s nice.

I just want my exercise.

Day three post dental surgery and Daddy says the swelling has reduced slightly.
I don’t see any difference.
I still feel like I’m chewing a small part of my cheek when I try to close my mouth.
Ouch.

Oh well, apart from all that dental drama, my life is pretty drama-less nowadays.
I do nothing except sleep, eat, exercise (pre-dental drama), go online, watch movies, read occasionally, and joke around with Daddy and Lene.
So, no other complaints.
*tries to smile*
Ouch.

xoxo

13
Aug
2008

i taste blood.

categories: babble, emo

Currently feeling: Pained
Currently listening to: Beautiful – India.Arie

Day Two post dental surgery, and my cheek has swelled up to its max.
Well, I hope this is the maximum because I wouldn’t want it to get any bigger.
I initially thought of uploading a photo of how I look like right now but I didn’t want any of you to die of a heart attack or of laughing too much.
So far, besides Daddy and Lene, Annisa and Mr. Sunshine (I sent my picture to them online) are the only people who have seen me in this puffed up (and painful) state.
Daddy and Lene actually made fun of how I look like.
I don’t blame them, I would make fun of me too.

Mr. Sunshine has been trying his very best to cheer me up.
I pity the poor guy for having to deal with my volatility and nonsense.

I taste blood the whole time.
Yucks.

It still hurts and it’s bloody damn uncomfortable.

I had Bubur Ayam McD last night and I had to mash the chicken pieces in it for me to be able to just suck them in.
I had two servings of ice cream too.
I wanted to have more because the pain and discomfort seemed to go away while I’m stuffing my mouth with ice cream but I don’t think my throat would be too happy.

I haven’t had anything (yet) to eat today.
Daddy insists that I should eat something so he’s going to get me the porridge again.
I have been taking my antibiotics without food. So much for showing a good example as a pharmacist.
I wish I could chew on raisins (nyum !) or finish that bar of Van Houten (nyumm nyummm !) in the fridge !

I weighed in at 51 kgs after I had my bath an hour ago.
I was 55 kgs two months ago. 48 kgs a year ago (sigh), 60 kgs five years ago (I know, crazy right ! The ex lah, sumbat me with everything and anything edible !), not that ~~it mattered to any of you lah kan~~ *edited* any of you are keeping count lah kan.
Anywayyy, I believe that the weighing scale is trying to play tricks on me.
OK maybe not, but I’m sure to put on weight as soon as I can take solid food again so I’m not gonna jump in joy. Not that I can jump, anyway.
I can’t even walk up and down the stairs without the impact hurting me.
The last time I had a workout was last Monday morning before the surgery.
Two days without exercise is making me feel flabby.
Ergh.

Please remind me to never go for any kind of surgery in the future.
I don’t think I have the patience for all this.

Or maybe I am just extremely bored.
And subconsciously hungry.

Does this qualify as an emo post ?

xoxo