Yesterday was insane. My mouth was hurting so bad I moved my tooth appointment to this thursday. You know you're struggling when you say please drill a hole in my mouth. But the worst part is apparently I almost died. See Monday night I was struggling so bad I took whatever I could find in the mystery drug bin. I ended up mixing ambien and xanax which turns out is a pretty big no no. Seems when C came to bed she found me face down on top of the covers face buried in pillows. She had to roll me over and get me situated. I remember none of it. I woke up yesterday throwing up. So um, yeah. I was in a fog all day yesterday. Head screaming, mouth pounding, head fuzzy. Good times. I am still here though. Yay me. Tomorrow I will get the mouth done, the head is being worked on, and that's all I can do.
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