Day 17 - Worst day yet

In the name of all that is holy!

Not a good day.

There are some negatives about being a bit of a pack rat/hoarder. Yes, I have a hard time throwing some things away.

However, today I'm SO glad that I kept the Tylenol 3s that I never took after having dental implant surgery. I think I'm tired because the pain is constant. It doesn't seem to come and go in waves.

I have visions of F Murray Abraham in that Star Trek movie where his facial skin is being stretched and at one point, when he gets upset, sprouts a leak from his forehead.

I've tried Aloe Gel... 99.9% pure, thinking it would help... but it did not. Stings like hell once the cooling effect wears off. I was reading somewhere today where people seem to get better relief with ointments rather than creams/gels. In the meantime, its back to cold compresses.

The worst part is the middle of my forehead, which is VERY tight, and I can tell that there is going to be some major peeling in very short order. You can't really tell in the photo, but the center of my forehead is a bit darker than the red around it. Almost a purple color. Followed by the corners of my bottom lip, which have become inflamed. I haven't been putting the stuff on my lips but its had an effect on the bottom lip.

Someone asked me today if I was wearing lip-liner.... uh, no.

I'm trying to keep a sense of perspective though... (there's that word again).

The friend of my brother and his wife - who was so ill a few weeks back, passed away on Sunday. Discovered an odd-looking mole less than a year ago. The funeral is tomorrow. I'll stop kvetching. My condolences to his wife, children and family.