So a nasty coldsore erupted on my mouth in the middle of the night, so I didn't even have a chance at combatting it before it appeared. Ew. I feel like there is a tumour on my face and my friend suggested a burkha to cover my disfigurement. I may just go that route. It was threatening to wander further along the mouth line, so I threw down the gloves, got a prescription and have now waged war. It better be gone by tomorrow.
Nothing really super new to report. I might have the opportunity to go to Iowa for a symposium on clubfoot next month and it is merely a matter of paying for the flight and hotel, paying for the conference, getting the kids organized, renewing my passport and convincing my husband that it would be a good thing.
I got some vaccinations in preparation for my trip to Uganda next year and I have felt a bit yucky from them. Ah well - I'm sure if I got Polio and Hepatitis I'd feel yuckier, right?