dying times

God my cheek bite is killing me, and the whole world looks like its against me. You know every now and then oddities come up and I believe for myself, that this is really the worst that could happen, and well now on obviously there isn't anywhere else for the situation to move but upwards. So things are going to be so magically fine and everything will so beautifully fall into place. ofcourse after the amount that I torture myself in troubled times, the times that follow do seem like heaven, but the tough times keep coming back. And I mean weirdly tough, like this stupid silly cheek bite, which came up from nowhere (no, I did not bite my cheek! Some vitamin deficiency or crap), and ideally it should have been over and done with in 3 days, its been a week now. And I don't even see it subsiding, it seems to be expanding horizontally and has reached the base of my tongue. Because of which my cheek remains swollen and my tongue wants to get paralyzed. A very very complex medical situation. I think I'm heading towards part paralysis. My mom doesn't want to believe any of my theories and as soon as I open my mouth, she is dying to pour honey down. (try honey on an open wound, go ahead, try it, just once). I gave in to haldi powder (aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..........) *tears** breathe*. After that there's only one constant in my life. painfulness. (I love this, awesomeness, coolness, ..ness syndrome!) makes everything so kinetic. please tell me the pain will pass too.... :''[