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Documenting not dying since October 2013.

The 21st & 22nd; I just hope it was worth it!

The 21st & 22nd; I just hope it was worth it!

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The 21st of April. Another day of coping with my ulcers. Thankfully, I haven't had to talk or eat much. I have my appointment at the dental hospital tomorrow, and they rang this morning to discuss clexane and I need to halve my dose tonight. Last night's injection really stung for some reason.

I was on my own all morning, as Grandma's polyp removal operation was today, so Mommy had to take her in for half seven, although she didn't get taken down until lunchtime. She's being discharged about seven, if everything's gone to plan.

I have been crocheting the pig all day, so now all the pieces are finished, I just need to see him up tomorrow.

The 22nd of April.

A 7:15 start plus an adrenaline rush so early in the day means I'm quite weary now. I had my dental hospital appointment at 10:10, but we ended up getting there really early because there was very little traffic. This ended up being a good thing, because when we opened the boot, we realised the wheelchair wasn't in it! We hadn't got it out of the garage. Numpties. So we used the extra time we had for me to slowly walk the 200m from the car to the front door. I had to stop twice.

One of Mrs. Richards' minions looked at my tongue, and he agreed that injections were probably the best plan, but he went to talk to Dr. Albuquerque who came to look too. Once more, he brought up the idea of tongue biopsies but I managed to dissuade him. A nurse came to hold my tongue, and I had local anaesthetic injected into each side, then the steroid injections. Then we left! Mommy brought the car to the front so I didn't have to walk back.

We stopped at Boots and Tesco on the way home, for some cream for dry feet (actually for my hands - they are so dry it's not even funny) and mascara, then I've cream for my lunch as there's not much I can eat with a swollen tongue.

This afternoon, I sewed up the pig, I just need to get some ribbon to go round his neck. My tongue has slowly gone down over the course of the day, so I should be able to eat the chicken we're having for dinner. I just hope it was worth it!

The 23rd & 24th; It's made me feel worthless.

The 23rd & 24th; It's made me feel worthless.

The 19th & 20th; My mouth is becoming a real problem.

The 19th & 20th; My mouth is becoming a real problem.