So far I'm drugged up to the teeth.

My toe (the fractured one) is going purplerier and purplerier. Yes I just made up a word. No I don't care.

so far...

- fractured toe - bruised to all fucking buggery. But not as painful as I thought it would be. Except when the dog accidentally jumped on it. Then I screamed.

- infected big toe - wah. Also not that painful. Resulting in the need for oral antibiotics.

- problems with my mouth and jaw - i suspect jaw bone infection

- allergic reaction to mosquito bites - resulting in the need for topical antibiotics.

Two courses of antibiotics before surgery? Scary.

Does my body not want me to have this operation or what???

Another trip to the hospital, joy. Oh the excitement. At least it isn't for a tumour this time. You know, because that wasn't great.

Oh well, I'll go make some breakfast soon, and have a shower. And I'm giving my virtual thumb to the doctors at radiology by not shaving my legs. BAHAHAHAHA! Hear that? Not going to shave my legs before an x-ray of that very area! TAKE THAT!

*sighs*

I'm delirious.