Ouch!
Wish I hadn't watched House tonight.
I'm finally feeling better after a week of dragging around after my oral surgery. So my treat for staying awake to watch a TV show was having to keep a finger on the remote lest anyone walk in on the exploration of the careers of dominatrices. Or lest I just couldn't take anymore.

And my treat for finishing the gut churning course of antibiotics to eradicate any vestigal infection from the absess was to watch what happens when a jaw becomes horribly infected. Maybe I can watch some sort of snake show on Animal Planet. Just to change the tack of my bad dreams.