It’s Out
Well, I just go back from the barbarian’s office, sans tooth #32. That hurt a lot, and it’s starting to get worse as the Novocaine wears off. At least it was fast. This is gonna get worse before it gets better, but the good news is my office is closed tomorrow through Tuesday so I can lie around and complain in the comfort of my own home. Brenda will be thrilled.
Words cannot describe the delight I feel by being the oral surgeon’s entertainment for the day; after several moments of yanking and tweaking the tooth was out, and he goes “cool root”! He showed it to me—the same way a satanic gargoyle shows you your heart after ripping it out of your chest—and explains that the hooked root is probably what made the extraction “uncomfortable”. Uh huh.
Apparently in a couple weeks I’ll be totally 100%. In the short term, I have some Vicodin.
The worst part is, I forgot to ask him for the tooth. No souvenir, dammit.
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Ahhhhh, sweet sweet Vicodin. Sorry you had to go through the hell of tooth extraction, but ahhhhh, sweet sweet Vicodin.
Oh, and remember, no drinking with the Vicodin my friend!
The Vicodin ain’t doing jack, so I’m doing that too. Ouch. The good news is, I have cold cuts. Yes, actual, bonafide high grade coppa. More on that in an upcoming post.
My boss got me a whole deli (meat and cheese) assortment for Christmas. Just finished the soppressata Wednesday. Delicious on thinly sliced bread with provolone. Gotta get me some more. Delicious.
You got real coppa out there?
Rob,
I am almost immune to the effects of narcotic pain relievers. Vicodin is like Tylenol for me. When I was last in the hospital emergency room, a big dose of morphine barely took the edge off the pain that they were giving it to me for.
Pain sucks! I hope that you are better soon.
All the best to you, Brenda and Emma for 2007.
(. . .and you have coppa. Lucky! My wife is making tuna sandwiches for lunch today. . .)
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