how about having a tonsil lanced? no? just me. alright then. suit yourselves.

yes, i am going back in to have my tonsil lanced. i am a big puddle of crying mess and just want to be able to walk for graduation on friday.

not happy and feel like someone hit me in the side of the face with a bat...kind of look like that too.

ugh.

on edit: i am home. when i feel better i will tell you about the pompous ass that decided novacaine was unnecessary as he repeatedly crammed a needle the size of a garden hose in my throat and siphoned puss. i am thinking that sometime in a dark alley novacaine will be unnecessary as i make him a eunuch! just thinking...

no hospital for now. but i am drained..pardon the bad pun...and heading to sleep. this is not the week of pampering and pedicures i had planned.

oh, and i just turned in a final that looks as if the tonsil could have written it. complete babble. i am sure that will rock.