Habis Sakit Mulut Terasa Pahit Mga Nobela at Kwento

It is prescribe by the doctor that is why I need to drink it. “Can I not drink this medicine?” “Drink it. It is good for you.” “But it is not good for my tongue… it taste horrible…” “Then it means that the medicine is working.” “Mom I said it taste horrible… it taste bitter. How can I et better after drinking such medicine?” “Kianna.. every medicine taste like that. You are not a child anymore to act like that…” “But mom…” “No buts… do as I say.” I sigh… I hate medicines…

Nilingon ko ang Mama at kapatid niya pero patay malisya lang sila habang kumakain. I even saw Tita Cela hiding her smile while drinking water. And Kalvin on the other side is shaking his head with an evident smirk. Para tuloy akong may tonsillitis dahil sa hirap ng paglunok. Puro juice lang ang naka busog sa akin. "Tita thankyou po sa breakfast. Mauuna na rin po ako." "May dessert pa saglit lang." "Hindi na po Tita busog na po ako kailangan ko na rin bumalik sa offfice."

I groaned as a sudden sharp pain starting shooting through my gums and my jaw. "What?" Zekan asked, looking at me in surprise. "My mouth hurts". I mumbled as I rubbed my fingers along my gums to try and sooth them. "Ahh, my gums". My voice croaked as I tried to keep my voice quiet. I sat upon my calves as I pressed my fingers along my teeth, feeling the agony of pressure in my gums and a heavy ache along the top of my mouth, it felt as if someone was ripping my teeth out! Suddenly I could feel something sharp against my fingertips, I gasped as I ran my tongue along my top teeth, and I could feel two sharp teeth protruding. My hands clasped against each side of my face as my mouth opened wide

Slowly, little by little, Emmet began eating his supper turned breakfast, slowly chewing as he did so, each and every movement of his jaw only aggravating the pulsing pain at the top of his head, making him feel sick as he swallowed down each mouthful of food. By the time that all the rice had been eaten, the vegetables all gone too, Emmet felt as if he was a stuffed pig, ready to be roasted in Lila's oven. Nevertheless, he persevered and popped out two tablets, closing his eyes in an attempt to eliminate and lessen some of the pain, and placed them dry in his mouth, only swallowing them down when he took a big gulp of cool, refreshing water. Almost too cool as his teeth began to ache from t

The second he's gone, I gather up the rest of my courage and pull the tape from my mouth. Fiery hot pain sizzles across my lips and cheek, though I ignore it. “Am I being fed this today?” I ask. My throat feels scratchy, and I could go for a bottle of water, but it's doubtful I'll even receive that at this point.

It didn't taste as bitter as Deptian had said. "It's not bitter," Elisabet said, shaking her head slightly. "It's just the count's feeling, because you don't feel well. Of course the tea tastes bitter, so you should take the medicine I prescribed and eat lots of sweet food, even if you don't like it," the doctor said after finishing the examination.

He gags and chokes and holds his chest for relief but it was already in him and he felt like puking it out, "I hope the new doctor makes better medicine, this thing tastes like it was used by the ancestors." He grabs the sheets to wipe his tongue, but he couldn't get the taste out. He had been traumatized. She passes him berries to chew on to get rid of the taste, but he still didn't like how harsh she was, "You could've been nicer you know?" He rolls his eyes in a feminine manner and this makes her smirk, she pulls him too close but his pout turned to a smirk,

“Suck on it.” I shook my head amiss the sobs, but his grip was too tight as he shoved my face on it. I clenched my jaw, holding my mouth shut. The pain was spreading through me. He grabbed my jaw and forced it open, then thrust in. The taste of her left a salty, bitter flavor on my tongue. I could feel the vomit threatening to jump out, and I bit his cap in a bid to survive and heard him yell as he staggered backward.

The next morning, when Sara woke up, she felt a strong pain in her whole body, and in particular in her mouth, she felt as if she had made a lot of effort in the mouth area. She looked at her husband, who was asleep on top of her, his face radiated an incomprehensible happiness.

"Don't chew it, but savor it." Sashal took one piece, peeling the cover, then put an orange candy in her mouth. “It's sour.” "Yes, it is. Ahem, in my country, there's a phrase that says that... to get rid of bitterness, fight it with other bitterness. It will make you forget the previous bitterness. That's what the sour candy is for." Sashal drew a thin smile on her face as she kept savoring the candy in her mouth until the candy melted. Then she opened her mouth.