Last night in the middle of class my lip started swelling. This swelling of my lip happened late last summer and I assumed it was a bug bite. I have no idea what caused the problem last night and when I woke up this morning I looked like Marlon Brando on one side of my face (not the handsome Marlon from Streetcar but the jowly Marlon from The Godfather). I took a benedryl and went to work. I think the swelling is finally going away.
I had to take a major detour this morning because of a fatal car accident on a little stretch of road that crosses the Chickahominy. Both lanes of traffic were blocked so I had to go around the long way. I figured since I was already going to be late that I’d stop and buy some cupcakes to celebrate Good Friday. I also bought a bag of coffee. I started making coffee as soon as I walked into my office and damn if the basket didn’t slip out of my hand. I dumped the grounds all over the floor and the phrase “oh for fuck’s sake” came out before I could stop it. I’m frequently reminded how good it is that I am one of the first people to arrive in the morning. I avoid total embarrassment so often. I couldn’t find a broom or vacuum and in the search process found out how few doors my keys unlock. I scraped up as much of the coffee grounds as I could off the rug and then put a box in front of it. When I move out of this office years from now, my clumsiness will be discovered. Until that time, my office will smell good.
The other day I ate a handful of peanuts and about an hour later, my lips swelled up to double their normal size. I looked like a Kewpie doll. It scared me a bit because I’ve been developing strange food allergies as an adult. I sure don’t want peanuts to be one of them.
That would stink. Hopefully it wasn’t the peanuts. I didn’t eat anything different the other day and I really can’t figure out what happened. I ate dinner the other night really early–like around 4:45 and the swelling didn’t happen until 8:30-ish. So weird.