Lilac Colored Glasses

My tooth hurts. Actually, the whole left side of my mouth is awash in waves ofaching, pulsating pain. There is this nauseating thumping coming from the actual molar, but the rest hurts almost as much. It woke me up around 5 this morning and wouldn’t let me get back to sleep properly (well, that and the cat tearing around and loudly clawing the litter box). I took a Vicodan this morning, made it about to the end of the lesson part of my class (that ends at about 11 and then we have a language lab until noon) before giving up and leaving early. The headset pressing on my left ear was too painful; I had to hold it away from my face. I was really hungry too as I was unable to bite through or chew the apple I brought as a late morning snack. The Dentist wrote me a script for medication since he thought my face felt a bit hot so I got that filled on the way home and bought some soup, since that’s apparently all I can eat without prior injections of novocaine. Funny that I was told yesterday that I “may feel some pain,” rather than “you will feel like we detonated a stick of TNT in your mouth.” Yeah, right, funny.

Anyway, I suppose I could be over reacting, I admit that I can be neurotic at times, but that’s just how I roll when it comes to excruciating pain in. my. FACE.

Related posts:

1. Broken Bones
2. Adding Injury to Insult
3. Indefinite Suspension
4. Apparently I’ve Found my “Specialty” (or, the post where I realize I’m not Jewish mother material…yet)
5. Nerveless Wednesday
6. Proclaimers
7. Sore Thumb
8. Smoke and a Pancake? (a.k.a. the post in which I document a definite realization of assimilation)