The local doctor felt my glands. We discussed my hormones. She prescribed me ear drops and an oral antibiotic.
I've been in quite a lot of pain. I'd rather pass a kidney stone or give birth.
The ear drops are making the right side of my face swell to three times it's normal size. I can't feel my teeth. My ear looks like a toddler's playdough masterpiece. I'm not taking the next dose.
Unlike other oral antibiotics, it's recommended that I take this one on an empty stomach.
My family is in the next room eating pizza for dinner. Pizza which I did not cook for them and won't be eating because I can't chew. The pizza smell will have to sustain me because I can't eat for another half hour and when I do, it'll be Cream of Wheat.
Did you come here hoping for the next and last installment on how to discuss sex with your kids?
I apologize profusely. My ear is beginning to drain and when I can chew again, I'll get right on that.
For now, just think about how sensual Cream of Wheat is.
...and enjoy a nice clip from the Bollywood movie I watched today because it had subtitles...