I am minus one wisdom tooth. Yesterday afternoon I experience more agony than even childbirth brings. I’m not joking. At least when you give birth there’s a baby at the end! Apparently instead of my tooth being the normal tooth shape, kind of like a carrot at the end and therefore easy to pull out, mine was more bulbous at the end. Although I was very well medicated, it couldn’t stop the pain in my jaw as the dentist pulled and pulled.
Finally, it came out. They packed my mouth with gauze and sent me off with a prescription for Vicodin. How do you spell that? Anyway, a heavy duty pain killer. There were several times last evening that I woke up from a daze on the couch and started crying because the pain was so severe.
I’m doing better now. I even managed to eat some very runny oatmeal. But I decided that I could look after the children while under the influence of heavy drugs, so I’ve called in reinforcements. Handsome couldn’t take off work today but a friend is going to come by soon and stay until my mom can come over and rescue me.
I think this calls for a milkshake.