ruprecht and bells palsy and, yeah, i know it’s not funny, but sometimes it is…

In an effort to make light, this freaky little friend of mine has been telling me I remind him of Ruprecht when I eat. This makes me laugh. When I laugh, I drool a little. This makes me laugh more.

I never imagined I’d be pleased to have half my face feel numb. But that’s what I am today. Pleased. After being told earlier this week that I could look forward to my unilateral facial paralysis healing in six to nine months…I gotta admit, laughing at a Dirty Rotten Scoundrel joke and procrastinating with polyvore were the only things that kept me from depression.

But today I can feel the left side of my face burn. It’s still not working properly. I have a wonky smile. I’m still sporting an eye patch. Food is best served pureed…but not really consumed because it just takes too much time and effort and everything tastes like salt anyway (the taste buds on my left side have also been affected).

What started as a heavy cold and sore throat became a set of ear aches and a viral infection that spread to my cranial nerve and paralysed the left side of my face. A COLD, people. A COLD.

Let this be a lesson to all those who shun medical treatment because they don’t like the idea of playing pawn to pharmaceutical companies.