Let me just say, don’t do a Google Image Search for “tooth” unless you are prepared to see some nasty, nasty looking chompers. I wasn’t prepared. It made me feel sick. So, yeah, I have a tooth problem! Well, it’s sort-of taken care of. I had a toothache, and after spending all day on Wednesday on the phone with my insurance company, 1-800-DENTIST, and a dental office, I finally got an appointment at 9AM Thursday to get my tooth looked at. So, promptly at 9:03 yesterday, I cruised into the dentist office, filled out paperwork, and sat down. Promptly at 10 AM, I was called back to start my x-rays, exams, etc. At 3:30 PM, I finally walked out of there, sore and crying and pissed off. I had to have some major work done, and I have an extremely high resistance to Novocain. So, every 20 minutes, the dentist would have to stop and inject more, because I could feel what they were doing. It was a long, long time to have your mouth propped open. Everyone there was very nice, but I hated it. And I hate my cheap insurance that won’t pay squat. I have insurance…why? Sons of Bitches.

So, after suffering through that yesterday, I didn’t make it into work and I instead went to my parents’ house, where they made me soup and milkshakes and rubbed my head and let me watch whatever I wanted on TV. It was nice, although I didn’t sleep very well. I’m totally exhausted today, I just want to go home and sleep. It’s hard to stay asleep when your whole mouth and jaw is sore and sensitive. I woke up so many times I stopped counting. I just can’t wait for it to all be over. Someday, someday.

I have a fun weekend ahead, though, so Advil is going to have to play a big part. Tonight is Oktoberfest, and tomorrow is the USC/Stanford game. A lot of big events that I must attend. I plan on leaving work soon and getting in a nice nap. I think that will help me greatly. And, then, on Sunday if I am feeling okay, I have to go out to Catalina Island for the jazz festival. I need to find my sea sickness patches…