Panadol, Nurofen, antibiotics

It's been a week after my tooth extraction and the abnormal pain, numb and depressing, drove me back to see Dr. Roger today.


He had a look at the wound and told me I had lost my blood clot.

I know I lose my temper sometimes, I lose my sense of direction and I lose my glasses in the morning but...

How the hell did I lose a blood clot?

Oh na na

24 teeth left

I'm STARVING and insanely craving for hot wonton soup, but the dentist said not to have anything hot and soupy because that would make the blood flow again.

What to do?

D:

**Edit: I got the wonton soup. Yes I've always been the kinda person who does exactly what she's told NOT to do.

What's better than a good pepper steak pie?

... A good pepper steak pie LOADED with mashed potato, mushy peas and gravy!

:D

Thank God it's finally Friday.

Ben Bradshaw

There's something incredibly attractive about a person who lives with an open heart and an open mind, and who is willing to accept, appreciate and learn new languages and cultures.



I'm lucky I work with people like that every day.

Melbourne Cup Day

One of the most important days in Australia. It's the race that stops the nation!

It's an exciting day at school as students and teachers alike dress up and bet on horses, and everybody will be watching the race together and cheering for their horses on the big screen.

And I'm all dressed up for it too...



Except that now I'm gonna be watching the race at home alone :(

Why?

Because I just HAD to still be sick today, FML.

I don't know if this happens to anybody else, but when I'm down with a cold and cough, I tend to get coughing fits when I talk too much.

And I don't know why, but it tends to always happen at the most inconvenient times.

I think I've pretty much freaked out all the new students in my class this morning with my horrendous coughing fits. Whenever I feel one coming and try to surpress it, I turn purple and end up choking so badly I sound like I'd puke my guts out. Luckily my classroom is just next to the toilet, and on a couple of occasions I've had to rush out of class with my face the shade of an angry tomato, to relieve myself by coughing my lungs out in the privacy of two shut doors and a cubicle. I'd come back to class red-faced and teary-eyed and apologized to my poor students, feeling embarrassed and slightly amused at the various expressions of shock, alarm and concern I see on their faces. I had to end my class early because I was so winded I couldn't speak any more.

I wasn't sure if I was able to carry on with my next class and I took the whole morning break catching my breath and deciding whether I should stay or leave (because I really really wanna stay for the race), but finally opted to go home so that I don't alarm another class-ful of students with my mad coughing. Super duper grateful to my DOS and ADOS for being understanding and for taking on my classes on such a last minute notice!

Alright the race is starting in minutes, I'm off to switch on the telly and cheer on my horse.

I hope it wins!!