What you'll see below is me using this cold metal thing to try to sooth the ache in my mouth....however, when the pain persists, I have to find other means of distracting myself, or more to the point, sharing the pain. Apparently, mom does not like it when I grab a little handful of skin from the back of her arm and pinch....so, naturally, the more she screamed, the more I fixate on doing it – if you can’t beat the pain, make others join you! The last picture pretty much is my mood personified on film: angry, tired, and in pain....pouting because I'm not on the beach anymore.




1 comment:
Uhm- flight number 2 was 5 hours but all in all travel time was 7+ hours!!!!
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