I feel sorry for men sometimes. Because they have to deal with women.

It is true- women are manipulative at times. The ‘is my butt big in this’ question- it’s a loaded question. There is no right answer to it. In fact, all of the answers are wrong. On top of this, women don’t try and hide their feelings, but they expect loved ones to be able to read how they feel. Again, there is no right answer. PMS. Damned if you do call it by name, damned if you don’t.

But, in the defense of females, it’s so bloody easy to become one of those people that makes their partner second guess the real meaning behind things, and as men in most cases just want to make things better, it can just lead to pussywhipification. Woman happy. Man tamed. Who wouldn’t want that?

However, there are some times that may seem like a trap, but it isn’t. It’s an actual test of the type of person that you are, the type of partner. You know when people go through something, and they say what they find out who their real friends are? In reality, some people are less of a friend than you thought they were, while other people are incapable of being that ‘friend’ in the first place. Hell, sometimes you don’t want to be a person’s friend but you’re still there and then suddenly you’re a true friend to them but they’re your pity friend. I think I’ve gone off the track a bit.

I know someone who is failing that test right now. Not with me, but with someone else. And you want to smack them over the head, but they’ll be hit in the face with the consequences.

Now, I trusted your white coat and word,
And thought that drugs you would give,
Not hippy stuff of herbs and oils,
And warnings of effects laxative.

It’s made my whole mouth taste of arse,
At least an arse of pot pourri,
And instead of being ‘quick action’,
A gag reflex it gave to me.

So pharmacist, when asked for drugs,
Give something real, and heed this note,
Cos rather than sucking on that crap,
I choose to work with a sore throat.

Six is half a dozen.

You can get so many foods in packs of half a dozen. Food that requires chewing. Like Donuts. And crunchy bread rolls with lashings of butter. And eggs, which technically I can have, but I want the Eggs Benedict from Rupert and the Fig with the seeded mustard hollandaise that would get in all of the wrong crevices.

Yes, I’m over eating soft, almost always white food. And I’m hungry for something real in my belly, but it’s mainly the stitches getting in the way (not the pain). Got the follow- up dentist appointment today so hopefully i will be able to have something more substantial soon.

Oh yeah, I know it’s TMI, but you wanted to read more, and the penicillin is giving me thrush.

I’m serious- I’m fine, apart from a slight ache in my jaw, and the inability to open my mouth fully. I’m still taking the penicillin, but am limiting the strong stuff for the nights just as a precaution- might as well save the pain meds for when you really need it. But I’m sleeping fine through the night anyway, and if you can do that then the days are easy.

But I’m not overdoing anything, especially eating. I’m not sick and tired of soft foods yet, although I am slightly sick of creamy stuff, since my diet is mostly yogurt, ice cream and non- chunky soups. I am not hankering for a good steak, but the smell of the food makes me hungry. Then I just eat more slops.

Back at work tomorrow. That should be the test.

The nausea ended on Friday morning, with the realisation that moving around=bringing up everything. So, I stopped moving around. Spent the day on my bed watching bad comedy movies, playing games, and eating yogurt.

Only one side of my face has swollen up like a balloon- I knew that would happen from the pressure of the dentist taking it out. Otherwise, I’m feeling fine- not opeining my mouth far because of trepidation more than anything else, and I’m restricting the Panadine Forte for the nights.Still have to complete a course of horse- tranq sized penicillin, though.

Pain was bearable but late this afternoon nausea set in. Goody.

More later.

I must not be doing this ‘life’ thing properly.