Home Care

Greetings from home. Not even a month after my last vacation, I'm back here again. Not exactly for a vacation unfortunately. I'm here for a second, err fourth, opinion.

Except Tuesday when Pedring hit, there wasn't a day in the last week that I didn't visit a dentist. Apparently, that root canal didn't do the job. The problem is unfortunately worse than I thought. Naturally, I got concerned, freaked out, cried and got paranoid. My parents are not totally convinced with the advice of the dentists I consulted in Manila so they suggested that I go home and ask the opinion of my pops' dentist friend. I think my case is getting better but I won't know whether I'll need a surgery or not until several weeks from now. It's exhausting, not just physically.

This doubly sucks because I was supposed to be in Cebu now for a short weekend trip. Good thing that ticket was cheap.

Anyway, I'm glad to be home, even for just a short time. I've been eating heartily. My parents are awesome at keeping me sane. Here's to getting better.

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