Better.

After those 'profens and a hot shower, the swelling went down considerably. THANK GOD. I'm expecting it to go down a lot more before I have to leave at 2:30. Yay.

The thing that sucks, though, is that out of everything in this house, the only thing I can eat without being in agony is peanut butter sandwiches. No jam. That'll only make it hurt more. Balls.

Yup. Once this shit settles in my stomach I'm gonna feel a million times better. The only thing I was able to eat yesterday was a Yakisoba/ramen thing. And I'm pretty sure that's all I had for like 36 hours. Put three and a half vicodin on top of that. Heh. No wonder I almost puked.

Might even have to make myself a banana smoothie before the rest of the bananas go REALLY bad.

Ummm... wewt. Off to fight with my hair.