day 3

ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch.

This hurts alot.
Oxycodine helps, but it makes me have terrible bowel movements at 4am to the point where i hack up bloody white scabs.
My breath tastes like death, not red healthy death, but furry grey sickly pale with slimey chunks.
I woke up 11 times last night, can't sleep more than 10 minutes before i start hacking. My uvula is as wide as my throat, by tongue is huge, the holes...are not holes.

this is gross. so gross.
i like blended stuff, blended chicken and rice, grits, mashed potatoes...katie is being a doll and blending me mac and cheese.
but i'm not loosing weight, i'm fighting the dehydration because i hear it can be so much worse if you dont drink.

i always wanted 2 weeks of work where i could just play wow and watch the telly, but not like this. this is not happy.
i'm not happy, narcotics don't make me happy, they make me sick. I don't want to futher damage my throat by getting sick.

oh well, believe it or not, with all this hell, i actually feel decent. The doctor said I have had a recuring tonsilitis infection for a while. That explains why i felt so crummy all the time.
Be gone tonsils, be gone fatitue, be gone pain!!!