Maybe I shouldn't have taken a picture of this poor rat's mishap yesterday. Because it's exactly how I feel right now. In bloody painful hell. My lymph nodes are swollen again, something my doctor and I laughed about last month. The mouth ulcers are back with a vengeance! Got four throbbing ones on the inside of my right cheek and on the gums, same side with the third breast growing above my collarbone. Still my doctor said (reeking of ciggie, that bastard) not to worry and put me on turbomutantpower antibiotics that make me feverish and spaced out.
My lips and cheeks have swollen to the point that my face is now a perfectly symmetrical square. Like it's flattened into 2D by a truck. Maybe this truck face can audition for a role in Transformers. That is if the lymph bean growing on my neck doesn't explode outwards into a sapling. THEN it's an audition for Swamp Thing.
To top off all the glam, my right toe's (can I not be right anymore) slab of skin has rolled up like an opened sardine can. It was raining and I reminded myself that roads would be slippery and I should walk extra carefully and... I opened my car door *whoop* slipped and rammed my right foot into a rock.
Just not my fucking week. *whine*
My lips and cheeks have swollen to the point that my face is now a perfectly symmetrical square. Like it's flattened into 2D by a truck. Maybe this truck face can audition for a role in Transformers. That is if the lymph bean growing on my neck doesn't explode outwards into a sapling. THEN it's an audition for Swamp Thing.
To top off all the glam, my right toe's (can I not be right anymore) slab of skin has rolled up like an opened sardine can. It was raining and I reminded myself that roads would be slippery and I should walk extra carefully and... I opened my car door *whoop* slipped and rammed my right foot into a rock.
Just not my fucking week. *whine*
1 comments:
Wow, sounds like you're really having a shitty week. I hope that, at some point, things get better for you.
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