Well, it's tomorrow (2AM, though) and whilst mentally I'm alright I'm in so much pain from this inflamed surgery wound that I want to scream, despite being on a gram of paracetamol and 20mg of codeine. Bloody hell.
Jeez man, I hope you feel better soon. I'd offer to hook you up with some better painkillers, but I couldn't exactly get them all the way to South Africa.
I've been in a bit of pain myself, although it's nowhere near as bad as it was yesterday... something's gone wrong in my mouth, like right at the upper corner of the jaw. At first I noticed there was what felt like a broken tooth there after eating some crisps, but now I think there might be either a wisdom tooth or some old injury involved.
Hurts. Seeing a dentist requires so much more effort than just seeing a doctor. Urgh.
New Sad: a guy I knew somewhat and was friends with on Facebook died the other day, apparently just a day or two before his birthday.
I'd only met him once or twice and barely knew him at all, and besides I doubt we had anything much in common aside from long hair and a love of alcohol, but it's still a shock. I only found out when it occurred to me that some of the birthday wishes I was seeing sent to him on Facebook were a lot more dramatic and respectful than usual... then I clicked on his profile to look at more, saw one including "R.I.P" and my fears were confirmed.
Apparently he died in a single-car accident due to the driver (his girlfriend) being drunk. Apparently he also begged her not to drive beforehand, but still got in the car with her for some reason. This was after his birthday celebrations, too.
This is pretty much what my Facebook feed has been filled with for the last several days. Barely knew the guy but it has still affected me somehow.