Once again, I am starving. I can’t really speak, let alone eat during these ulcerous days. The beginning of this problem started when I was advised by my panel doctor to use yet another type of mouth wash, this time it was a mouth wash B. I had tried the ‘branded’ mouth wash (you can seek fashion in everything that you buy, even it is from a chemically produced pharmaceutical product) L, O and C, and all their flavors.
The truth is, I had tried B before when I was in high school. The feeling after you use it is very soothing; for your throat and ulcers, but after a few days, small ulcers will pop out everywhere (favorite place is under the tongue). So, when the doctor advised me to try use B, I tried it. Hoping that somehow my antibody and tongue resistance has mutated and thus, the ulcers will not be so easy to occur.
Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me. I had self-proclaimed myself as an Ulcer Man. The ulcers resulted from that are so plenty, it’s hurting me even to swallow food, water or even to speak. This came from a guy who is ‘normally’ have 3-5 ulcers at one time.
Needless to say, I am super hungry and my mind is bursting with ideas that I need to thrash it out. Refraining my desire to speak; not that people understand me anyway, they keep asking me to repeat my words, I chose the other way that I know the best; which is writing. I have been tweeting like crazy these couple of days and writing long posts on blog.
I forgot how much fun is that; writing without knowing whether there is anyone out there is reading your rambling posts. Did people read it, but decide not to comment on it? Or whether people read it and said to themselves “I better not commenting on this blue guy post, he must be having an emotional breakdown or something”. Honestly, at this moment, I do not care; I am just having one of those days where you’re too hungry to pretend to care.
Motto of the day: Do not deny a man his food, do not mess with a hungry man.
P/S: B, L, O and C are the brands of mouth wash. I rather not poke fun with rich pharmaceutical companies; I watched Erin Brockovich and read John Grisham’s novels that they can really be a pain in the ass. Long live consumerism!
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