Stay away from pastries
I think that sometimes, when you're not well, you just know. Like when so much heat is emanating from my body, I don't need a thermometer to tell me that I have a fever. Or perhaps I don't actually have a fever and the thermometer reading isn't the best measure of whether or not I am ill. It's just that I know my body is handling something right now. The little soldiers are fighting something and trying their darnedest to make sure that I am going to be ok. It all started last Thursday. I came down to grab a pastry and some coffee for breakfast and found that when I bit into the pastry, my jaw felt stiff and I actually had a difficult time chewing it. It wasn't crunchy, maybe a little chewy but nothing that I should have trouble with. I left half of it on a plate and just went with the coffee. The pastry that started it. As I got ready to go out, I noticed that the left side of my jaw was looking a little puffy. There was definitely some swelling going on. I br...
