All's Swell

All is swell, and swollen. Late Saturday night I felt it coming and by early Sunday morning, my tongue was large enough to force my mouth open. It hurt. Even the hair on my tongue hurt. When I spoke it sounded as though I was a stroke victim. Unfortunately, I had to wait until Monday to contact the clinic to get a prescription that could help and it wasn't until Monday afternoon I could get said script. Yet, I think the tide is turning, or at the very least the screws in my tongue have stopped turning.

Hey, did you know you could survive for days on just soup broth, sugar water and Advil? Well you can and now you know - so just pack some water, bouillon cubes, a couple of colas and some Advil in that survival kit and you'll be good to go.