I'm fighting the urge to be really freaked about the block tomorrow. I will not freak, I will not freak, I will not freak. It appears my hope that the swelling would be down so I wouldn't have to do this again was in vain.
I fell asleep at threeish even though I didn't intend to. Had creepy dreams which included being almost choked to death. And I woke up with a lump in my throat which probably won't go away without me drinking something. That should happen at dinner though.
Anyway, thought I'd write this down for at least my own benefit.
Hugs!
Nickie