Q: No. Just say NO.

So I got this terrible ulcer on the base of my bottom jaw. It was driving me nuts with the whole change in diet. No spicy or fried food, for the past few days. Never mind that, talking became a punishment. The friction between the ulcer and walls was torturous, like rubbing salt on an open wound. But it got better today, and I rewarded myself with a Subway sandwich. Not only just any sandwich, but one of the teriyaki chicken flavor. Man, that was one satisfying lunch.

Tonight I’ll be heading over to Ankita’s place for dinner. She’s cooking fried rice. I feel bad for freeloading meals ever so often. Need to prepare something for her next time.

While I suffer the canker sore, DS is fighting the pain with the wisdom tooth. And that ought to make me feel better right?

Turn back,
Vonnie S.