Which is a good thing, because sometimes, one needs to just shut the hell up and grin.
I spent this gorgeous morning in the hospital, having my mouth, ears and neck checked by a Ear/Nose/Throat specialist.
Something is amiss in my mouth.
He mentioned words like 'Leukoplakia' (sometimes a precursor to oral cancer) and then 'Atypical Hyperkeratosis'.
Don't look it up, it's depressing.
I've had this burning sensation in my mouth now for 3+ weeks, and the lump in front of my ear for 2 months-ish.
The good doctor thinks I probably caught some virus, and that is causing my slightly swollen face, big glands in neck and the lump.
Then again, it might all be part of Fibromyalgia, and might never go away.
I got a bit miffed at this point and told the doctor that it's an easy cop-out to blame everything on fibromyalgia.
I'm going back in 3 months' time.
He can't do anything for me.
I'm thinking, I might go for a second opinion in Belgium.
Where they have real doctors.
Luckily, after bawling my eyes out like a baby, I got lots of kisses and Son#2 smashed rocks for me in the garden, bringing me the super special remnants.
Bless.
Would love to have a glass of wine now, but hell, wine seems to be an aggravating factor in the development of oral cancer.
I'll abstain.
Tonight.
Or not.
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