Dental catastrophe!

Swollen face more or less gone but need antibiotics.

The kind you can't drink with!

For seven days! And then forty-eight hours after, it says on the tin.

That's nine days!

I can't remember the last time I went without alcohol for this long. I'm fearful my body won't be able to compute what is happening it it and something horrible might happen.

It might cease to function altogether in the confusion.

Or I'll end up having a religious experience and by the end of the week will be declaring myself to be the messiah or something.

In the unlikely event that anyone reading this blog has gone without alcohol for nine days in the last twenty years or so, what's it like? It doesn't sound good to me at all.