Sunday, February 3, 2013

Practice?

Yesterday I found myself in the dentist's chair having an emergency root canal after weeks of constant toothache had escalated into 12 hours of searing, intense, throbbing pain that wouldn't let me sleep.  I was lucky that my dentist has Saturday hours every other week, and I just happened to hit him on the right one.

When I got home all I wanted to do was lay on the couch and sleep.  I couldn't even think about eating.  I did manage to get two sips of hot chocolate before passing out from my pain meds.  This morning I scrambled a couple of eggs, and then my aunt brought me jello.  I feel nauseous, but I don't know if it's from the pain meds or from not eating, but if what I'm told is correct, I should get used to nausea and jello, because I'm in for a few weeks of it pretty soon.   As long as it isn't accompanied by tooth pain, I'll be all right.

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