After sleeping exactly 0 hours on Saturday night, I benadryled myself to sleep at around 9 p.m. last night.
It was glorious.
I woke up this morning to a pleasant surprise. Well, two actually. One was a little black dog who apparently cuddled with me sometime during the night, without permission. She's too cute to get mad at.
The other surprise is that I feel no pain whatsoever. I can open my mouth all of the way, too. After a few days of misery, my mouth was like, oh hey, now I remember I'm supposed to heal.
That means for the first time in about a week, I can basically eat whatever I want to.
Which means, I'm going to eat ALL OF THE THINGS.
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