Quarantine day 39
Well my jaw's not broken!
I was actually beginning to fear that I may have gotten a small fracture in my jaw from "the incident" with Baby Finn. By the time we were getting ready for bed last night, my jaw still hurt and I was unable to open it fully. I kept ice on it throughout the day, and apparently it helped.
This morning my jaw felt better. It is still tender, but I can move it more. Whew! All I needed was to have my jaw wired shut for 6 weeks and be stuck with drinking my meals. I would waste away to nothing.
Other than that, I feel a touch of anxiety because Steve and I are venturing out to PetSmart today. Finn has outgrown his harness, and we need to get a new one for him, he also needs food (Finn, not Steve). Plus, we're stopping at Walmart for a few things we need while we're out.
I hate that feeling or dread simply because we have to go to the freaking store! I've been awake since three because I kept thinking about the "game plan." Ridiculous.
But we'll have our masks on, and I will try my hardest not to be too irritated by the countless idiots we'll see without them.
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Thanks.
Stay safe. Stay inside when you can. 💓
Thank you so much, my friend. You are loved💜.
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