So, this morning at about 2am, I dreamed that I was chewing a piece of gorgeous French bread. It did occur to me that it wasn't the wisest thing to be eating in my current condition, and I wasn't doing amazingly well at chewing it, but this didn't put me off. I chewed at it for a while and swallowed it pretty much whole, where it made its slightly uncomfortable way down my gullet. I then found that I had another piece in my mouth, and started chewing that too. Then I woke up, and realised that I was chewing one of my gauze pads, and that the other one was halfway down to my stomach.
At the moment, I'm waiting for NHS Direct to call me back. I suspect that ingestion of a gauze pad is either massively serious or not serious at all, and I've no idea which. But if I die from this, I'm pretty sure I'll get a Darwin Award.
At least I've found out that I'm no longer in pain without the gauze pads.
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