Brain dead

 

 

November 15th, 18:24

After almost five hours of shopping with a friend I was in dire need of 1.) coffee 2.) something stronger than coffee 3.) pills against migraine. Never ever have I seen someone having a hysteric fit when people dared to come too close in my friends opinion, which happened thrice. Never have I had to do shopping while getting told all those horrible things she had to endure during her marriage (which was mostly about getting lied to about the family's financial situation). Never have I seen so many phone calls rejected- but only after I had startled at the volumne of her ring tone. All I wanted was to go home. All I could not do was go home. My friend had opted to drive this time. After six hours we finally made it home. I served coffee, and when my friend saw the stars I had painted white, she wanted to continue crafting. I did not even need to fake a migraine, I had one. My friend left, I had a short nap and am better now. Here comes the worse part- first thing tomorrow will be a call to my dentist. When he did my crown, I showed him a tiny wound at the side of my tongue. He told me it would get better with the new crown. Well, it did not get any better, it got worse. It's definitely a swelling with a wound now, and that's never a good sign...