I feel as if I’ve been awake since the Gettysburg Address. Why? See above pic. I have a bad wisdom tooth. Actually, “bad” doesn’t begin to cover the pain I feel, the pain I’ve been feeling, and trying to deal with, since 1:30am last night. I’ve heard about this pain before. And let me tell you, it’s one thing to hear about it, quite another to have to go through it. It’s indescribable. Laying down for the night with the ladyfriend after watching Sean Penn’s “Bad Boys”, I felt quite content with my evening. Then the insanity started. INSANITY. I couldn’t lay down. When I did it amplified the pain, and there was nothing I could do to alleviate ze pain. So after trying to ignore the pain, because I had to work today, I decided to go the hospital and have this wolf tooth of mine extracted. Because of the blinding, searing pain, I went to the wrong hospital — the one without an in-house dentist at 2:00am. Nevertheless, I was prescribed oxydodone (wheee!) for pain and intoxication, and amoxicillin, just in case I have an infection, which I’m sure I don’t. *kiss*
Now, I’m off to my dentist. Wish me luck!
It took longer to sign the paperwork than it did to extract an infected wisdom tooth, that looks like it came out of Clancy Brown’s mouth from the first Highlander movie. The boy’s gonna live!