My jaw is killing me. I think it hurts more knowing I don't have the -option- of treatment. Either my body will overcome the infection, or I'll eventually run out of 30/500 Codeine/Paracetamol and I'll need to come up with a clever idea.
I hope it won't involve a length of string and a slammed door, as that's highly unlikely to work on a molar.
I've been staying indoors. It's quiet outside, people seem to be bunkering down. The occasional car goes by. Plenty of food stocked up. Shouldn't be any problems.
Fleas are driving me crazy. Downside of cats. I wouldn't give them up for anything - especially now I'm losing everyone else.
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