Although it wasn't quite a 9, I did succeed at finding out what in gods name number 8 was. Woke up to a cough then searing pain from the scabs. I haven't looked in my mouth and honestly don't want to open it more than enough to push in water or sorbet.
Greg saved the day with pain meds and an ice pack. I am now down to a pain level of about 2-3. Tolerable compared to what I woke up to.
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