That’s just the mood Im in.
Sick. Yup. Very. Third day off of work sick so hitting a decision point - Of pull together enough of my physical chaos to pretend to be alive or simply give up And die.
The jury is still out.
The heart of the matter, or perhaps, in this case, the head of the matter, is/are/whatever my ears, specifically, my poor infected pathetically over pressured ears.
I could at this point describe what occurs when the pressure from an infected ear gets to be too great for the eardrum to hold the inner most disgusting fluid on earth from the outer now fully befouled part of the year. I could go into great detail of my personal physical tortment because I have experienced a it in great detail, including.( yuckity, yuck, yuckzeloid ), ( yuckzatick, yuckalicious, yuck ), and oh my freaking ( yucknauesous, yuckaritum, yark! ) I shall however spare you the disgusting details of what occurs when an invading horde wages war on a poor delicate ear and renders the eardrum to become a totally new body part, the earshred. Such an uncivili transformation is accompanied by an unquantifiable amount of PAIN.
So, a week of goo oozing painfully out of both my ears - goo which could at best be pus produced inside my brain containing bone box - goo which could at worst be liquified brain matter itself - so, yes, it’s been a fairly unpleasant week.
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