Stoned.

Ello bloggie.

I'm in a mixture of proverbial malady. About 2a.m had me with cold-head& sore upper pharynx. Thank God it was abit better after i tried sleeping it off& then the morning woke me with a sudden need for extra strong stepsils. The minor fiasco upended after Dan collected me from home to my family clinic. "Its an infection in your throat" said the unfamiliar consultant. Me;; But why does it still hurts after mulitple consecutive times prescriptions i have finished? We'll see how if these drugs fixed me says he or i might arrange to send you to a specialist. The meantime, sleep more more liquid. Feelllingg soooo numbbb my throat now.

Anyway, I like telling myself, when teteering at the edge of caution, the world's only as big as what we know. You'll least expect when the evil line creeps onto you& when it does you'll only want to dissipate what has happened before the end surprises you. And then you'll be fortunate if you have someone you can cling onto during drastic confusion. Yes, this post relates to me in every-way. I'm only a girl in this big big world. Me who doesn't like being labelled or belong to the master of slut duplicities.