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Pain in the Neck
Wednesday, March 14, 2001 I found out what the hole in my throat is. Can you guess? I bet not. It's (drum roll please) a canker sore. It's huge and as my doctor duly noted, it's "very painful". No shit. So he gave me a prescription for a tube of some stuff I need to put on the sore (remember, it's on my tonsil. Some tricky rigging was in order to get the medicine down there) and also Vicodin. Oooookkkaaayy. "It's very, very painful. You can take some Vicodin, it will make you feel stoned, okay?" my doctor said. Okay! So I quickly ran to Duane Reade and got my Vicodin (40 tablets!! What was he thinking?) and the tube of ointment. I was directed to put the ointment on before bed, so last night I got in my pjs and then the maneuvering began. With a large Maglight in one hand and a medicine covered q-tip in the other, I swabbed the sore on my tonsil. Then I kept my mouth open while the stuff hardened. I didn't know that was supposed to happen. As soon as I closed my mouth and swallowed, the gaging started. Whose brilliant idea was it to adhere a lump of rubbery dental paste to one of my gag reflexers? I immediately puked up my partially digested dinner. I continued to wretch and puke until I expelled the offensive matter from my throat. So much for the cure. I'll just have to wait it out. Oh, did I mention that this throat ulcer is the result of stress? Yes -- stress. I need to do some meditation. Ugh. posted at 11:55 AM . link to this post .   .
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