It's pretty terrible that my most vivid impressions of this school session are all of my physical ailments.
On top of everything else I have a very tender canker sore (what, me stressed?) on the inside of the same cheek that everything else has happened to. I wish I was the kind of person who could punch a hole through a door and feel better. Or at least release something. But I don't want to hurt my hand!
At first I thought be the herpes but one quick phone call to the dentist calmed those fears. The timing of this sore just seems so ...... Telling. I mean, it began to stab me with pain right as the swelling took a big turn for the better. I'm sure it's all related, just don't know if I can tell you how.
Other distractions this trip include the hotel we have been forced to lodge in. The husband wouldn't be caught dead here, and I've been riding his luxury train for over 25 years! For starters, no A/C. In his book that equals camping and he does not camp. Second: paper thin walls, floors and doors. Your neighbors in this hotel provide the soundtrack of your trip and neighbors don't keep my middle aged woman hours. You know, sleeping at night? Then there was cough all night guy. He either checked out two days ago or finally got the medicine he needs. I appreciate the water saving toilet/sink combo but think it could be better designed. The way it now post toilet washing involves a wide stance squat over the toilet seat. At least I'm getting some exercise in.
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