Big surprise, more things are annoying me at the moment. I haven’t been able to get a good night’s sleep this week because I wake up every night once my pain medicine has worn off with my bottom right wisdom tooth hurting like the bitch it is. Due to experiences of faulty Anesthesia, I am severly tenative to make any dentist appointments. I wasn’t always that way. When I was little I loved the dentist. I haven’t any idea why, but I did. Maybe it was the stickers. Incidentally I don’t like stickers anymore either. Maybe the two are connected… probably not…

Anyway, I’m giving in and making an appointment to get those suckers yanked out. Their dead to me. I’m only making myself look forward to it by reminding myself that it means acquiring a bottle of vicoden. I realize that sounds sketchy but I don’t mean it like it sounds. I don’t take it recreationally. It just happens to be the one really effective painkiller that doesn’t also make me nauseous and despite the fact that I only take it when it is prescribed and as it is prescribed, I love how it makes me feel! I don’t deny it. I love the loopy.

What I’m really annoyed with, though, is my body’s constant need for food. It’s one high maintenance bitch. I used to be able to eat once and then be fine for the day and now I’m having to eat five times a day and make sure that I am getting enough calories of quality food. The constant attention it requires is just getting on my nerves. I want to not have to think about it for a while. Last night I just wanted to go to sleep and not worry about dinner but I was way too hungry. I like the changes but the constant attention that it requires is just tiring.