Fear for the weak
Dear blog,Work is absolutely crazy. This week was just a mad rush. I didn't intend to forsake you! We have a deadline every 3 days. I don't know how I'm going to handle it, but all I know is that sleep is going to be a luxury.
Since last week, my throat has been giving me warning signs of an infection, so I had been taking really good care of it (liang teh, fish sliced soup, no fried heaty stuff) but I decided to be mischievous and have some steak and fries on Wednesday night while I was at The Prime Society. Oh and pasta and pizza on Tuesday at Bella Pizza. Guess I was asking for it. I lost my voice on Thursday.
Looks so delicious how to resist??
I didn't even take MC for throat infection, even though the doctor advised me to rest.
My antibiotics.
I also went for a dental check up this week. Turns out that my wisdom teeth are grown and the dentist advised me to go for a minor day surgery to remove them all. From talking with my friends, I already know what's going to happen, and I don't like the sign of it one bit. Under general anesthesia, the dentist will cut your gum open, drill the tooth into small bits, and remove all the small bits. Then sew the gum back together.
If that doesn't already sound daunting, I don't know what is. DRILLING?? Plus I have to get ALL 4 out at ONE GO. When I wake up and after the painkillers wear off, I think I will be too in pain to eat anything (how do you even get food in?!?! No matter where the spoon goes it's going to hit a corner of the mouth.
I've never had any serious injuries before so this will be the first time I'm going to be involved in an operation. But a friend reassured me...
"It's a phase of life."
So I guess I have to get through it.
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Wish me luck!
