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My friends who went to ninja_pidgeon and sagcat's party must all still be asleep. Hee hee hee... Wonder how many of them have hangovers.

My liquid meals taste like cake batter to me. I've been putting my Omega-3 oil (a tsp) in it, and I can't taste it, which is good--it adds almost 50 calories. I need calories; even if I drink three of these a day, it's only about 900. Grrr. Later on I'll make a smoothie and put some almond butter in it. That should be tasty: frozen blueberries and peaches, half a banana, soy milk, almond butter, a scoop or two of the meal replacement stuff. I need to find a bigger tupperware with a flip-top spout.

Do I want another Vicodin or not? Probably. My last one was at seven am.

I'm actually dreading taking out the gauze permanently because of the strange sensation that half my jaw is gone. It's really really freaky.

I think I'll go take some advil and vicodin and rinse out my mouth and change my gauze, and then settle down to watch some Invader Zim. Woohoo!!

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I believe I've finally stopped bleeding, woohoo!

Now that I'm not holding my jaw shut, it actually hurts more. WTF???

BTW, if any of this is TMI or just gross, lemme know and I'll put more of it behind cuts, okay? So far nobody's replied to any of my posts with EW GROSS YUCKY!! so I haven't worried.

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Not eating at all most of Friday + not on my Adderall (appetite suppressant) today = me trying to figure out things I can eat all freaking day. Ramen with the noodles smashed tiny before cooking? Sure! Applesauce? Sure! Thin batter of Bisquick and soy milk? Sure! Meal replacement? Sure! Can of fake chicken noodle soup? Sure! And I'd love more applesauce, thank you!!

OMG. So much for worrying about getting enough calories. 90% of the time, if I stand up, it's to find more food.

Since the no-sugar thing is completely out the window for the time being, I'm contemplating a bowl of honey-nut Cheerios with soy milk. If I let'em sit until they're soft they'll be edible. No oatmeal or grits, though; they'd get stuck behind my teeth. Found a flashlight and looked at what I could see, I do indeed have stitches.

Napping on the couch is one of the great small pleasures in life. Until you wake up with a headache and sore neck from lying at weird angle because you were lazy in how you arranged the pillows in order to keep your head elevated. And then it was time for more drugs and something to eat, of course.