Zilactin

I have found the topical medication from Hades. It's called Zilactin.

For the last, oh, 4 days or so, I've had this canker sore the size of Jupiter in the inside of my lip. Because it's in the most convenient spot, I can feel it's huge, ouchiness every time I twitch. This being the case, I have been prone to complain about it- which was my first mistake.

That first mistake led to another, which mistakes tend to do. My complaining led to the referral of a medicine.

"It'll stop it from hurting!" They said.

Yeah, sure. Sure. The reasoning for it's effectiveness in that category is that it replaces the cold sore hurt with something much, much worse: Alcohol burn! In the mouth!

You can imagine my surprise when I put the gel-from-'ell on my lip expecting it to be an anesthetic, when really, it was a dollop of fire and brimstone!

So now, I have two sores. The original canker sore, and the burn on top of it.

Curse you Zilactin. Curse you.

Happiness is...
~ Watching friends play at open mic night at the Velour
~ Swinging on swings on an uncommonly warm winter night
~ The prospects of having an adventure with an old friend
~ Knowing what Step 2 and 3 are! (To be revealed soon!)
~ Just winging it
~ Seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, though quite distant

"Bad medicine is what I need, shake it up like bad medicine. There ain't no doctor that can cure my disease."
~ Bon Jovi