Bring on The Weekend.

I had a biopsy on my mouth yesterday - two actually. (it's ok, nothing nasty the oral surgeon says)

So I now have one stitch on the floor of my mouth, underneath my tongue and another stitch in the side of my cheek.

The one on my cheek isn't too bad. As she said it would be, it's like when you've bitten your cheek by accident.

The one under my tongue is a pain, literally. When my tongue moves too much it hurts.

I bet you never realised how much you move your tongue. I've had to stop eating things that gather around on my teeth cos I can't stand the pain of wriggling my tongue around to get the bits off. Even drinking can be a bit of a hazzard at times - I have found out that when I drink coffee I usually lift my tongue up; trying to drink differently is interesting to say the least.

It's weird when you start being conscious of how your body does things when you usually just 'do it' and aren't consciously aware of how it's actually happening.

Oh well.

Please can it be the weekend yet? (Yes, I'm having that kind of a week)