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Another bad day, but it's over now, so I can at least sigh with relief.

I did my best to get through the work day despite the dizzy medicine. Tomorrow is the last of the medicine though. Just need to survive until then.

Towards the end of the day, I made the happy discovery that a high dose of motrin will now barely dull my mouth pain. So at least tomorrow I won't have to be so dizzy.

Metro was a disaster. I felt like I'd never get home. So crowded. So many screaming kids. And I was so dizzy and tired. When I had finally reached the bus stop, I had very definitely missed my bus. It was a long cold wait for the next one. With screaming people waiting with me. I still have no idea why they were screaming. Just to hurt me I guess. Crazy people.

When my bus finally arrived, it was a driver in training. So the ride home was extremely long. And more of the screaming children. I just wanted to close my eyes and disappear forever.

But one small triumph today. I ate bread. SOLID food. Sure, it was soaked in soup to make it very very soft, but I still had to chew it a little. My gums hurt a tiny bit, but I don't care. They have to get used to not holding chompy teeth.

I think I might go to bed early. Bad days are always extra tiring.