Mistreating Missy Molar
Well, oddly enough folks, the missing molar pained me so much yesterday that I came home from work early. When I finally arrived back at the homestead I took off my bra, took off my shoes, then took four ibuprofen and went to bed. (All in that order. Yes.)
Last night I worried that I had dry socket. Not a good thing, but I am feeling much better this afternoon (after sleeping about ten hours). The swelling has receded to almost normal levels and I no longer look like an alien with a marble in it's mouth. (Tip: These aliens are commonly mistaken as Southern American Hicks with a smokeless tobacco habit.)
Now, contrary to popular belief this is a good thing. I know I could have won the Ms. Multi-verse Contest, but I decided to fore go that rare and wonderful honor in exchange for mediocrity. (I know, I know, I was a bit skewed in my thinking, but the odd gut-twisting throbbing in my gums was somehow blocking the synapses in my brain from connecting; which in turn ruined my ability for any coherent cognitive activities.)
I do think the reason my missing molar pained me so was because Ricky didn't mark the package as 'fragile'. Which means that the Postal Service has been mistreating my mis-marked molar. Another, but unlikely theory is: I have a huge hole in my mouth, forcibly created, and that is bound to hurt. (Personally, I believe it is the former. Call me silly, but it's the most logical of the two.)
On another note: I'd like to say that Dark Maiden and Ricky D have been belting out some great stories lately. If you all haven't checked them out, I urge you to do so. Great, great writing you two.
Oh, and a quick update about the Satellite Internet Installation: I have it, baby! It is soooo much faster than dial up! I have observed though, that I am already at that point where I cannot imagine functioning without it. I cannot imagine how I functioned without it for so long. God Bless Broadband!
*Cheesy Grin*
Laters!
P.S. The hub on this thing has very pretty blue lights. Just thought that I would let you all know of that very cool and pertinent feature.
Last night I worried that I had dry socket. Not a good thing, but I am feeling much better this afternoon (after sleeping about ten hours). The swelling has receded to almost normal levels and I no longer look like an alien with a marble in it's mouth. (Tip: These aliens are commonly mistaken as Southern American Hicks with a smokeless tobacco habit.)
Now, contrary to popular belief this is a good thing. I know I could have won the Ms. Multi-verse Contest, but I decided to fore go that rare and wonderful honor in exchange for mediocrity. (I know, I know, I was a bit skewed in my thinking, but the odd gut-twisting throbbing in my gums was somehow blocking the synapses in my brain from connecting; which in turn ruined my ability for any coherent cognitive activities.)
I do think the reason my missing molar pained me so was because Ricky didn't mark the package as 'fragile'. Which means that the Postal Service has been mistreating my mis-marked molar. Another, but unlikely theory is: I have a huge hole in my mouth, forcibly created, and that is bound to hurt. (Personally, I believe it is the former. Call me silly, but it's the most logical of the two.)
On another note: I'd like to say that Dark Maiden and Ricky D have been belting out some great stories lately. If you all haven't checked them out, I urge you to do so. Great, great writing you two.
Oh, and a quick update about the Satellite Internet Installation: I have it, baby! It is soooo much faster than dial up! I have observed though, that I am already at that point where I cannot imagine functioning without it. I cannot imagine how I functioned without it for so long. God Bless Broadband!
*Cheesy Grin*
Laters!
P.S. The hub on this thing has very pretty blue lights. Just thought that I would let you all know of that very cool and pertinent feature.