There are days that I just know how Job must have felt.
This morning I woke up hoping to find that the split in the roof of my mouth had finally healed up. Nope. Today I find that I have a red rash in addition. No sores. Not thrush. No white spots. Just the red rash on the soft palate.
Dr. Google suggests I could have mono. LOL nope. No fever. Had mono when I was a kid while have a bad bout of bronchitis so bad that I never knew I had mono with it until I tested positive for having had it in the past.
I called up my dentist and she said to come in Monday if it is still there. Until then to do the salt-water treatment. Seems as though that with my Vit D3 low my mouth, the throat of which has been red and sore for almost two months now, is starting to get worse. Now I have to be careful of what I eat and drink. I know I didn't burn the roof of my mouth. I did have some chips last weekend. One would think that a cut would have healed in my mouth by now.
Fine and dandy. I wanted Pizza, crackers, a bagel with a shmeer...heck a chew toy at this point. I want to chew something other than the tapioca pudding I made last night, which really isn't chewing at all.
It never rains pain, it comes down in a deluge.
Whimpers. Wants something crunchy, not sweet. Something real to eat. I'm not going to puree' a bagel with a schmeer of lox, though it has crossed my mind.
Love the ornament wishing I could eat the real thing!