The Mother of All Cold Sores

To distract myself from the soul crushing prep for my uncle's funeral on the 29th of September, my body decided to grant me yet another cold sore. This is the fifth one I've had since January and it's...beyond gross. It's also painful, of course. My parents visited yesterday, and since my mother is a rational and forward thinking person she told me to call 1177 (a number you can call here in Sweden to get medical advice).

...yeah, turns out you can get meds for when herpes labialis gets this bad. I should probably have started medicating years ago. Now I just need to get through on the phone to make an appointment with my doctor so I can get my hands on those sweet, sweet meds. Seriously, it feels like half of my face is about to fall off, why didn't anyone tell me there was a way to stop that from happening earlier???