Mamarati

well, first I am using a mac widget from the good folks at google. I just thought I would mention it. That’s always good, that they are developing stuff for us… makes me happy.

second, I am three teeth lighter now.

third, I am on vicoprofen, and quite a lot of it, so do not expect me to fix typing errors here. And expect them to get worse as I go. I have got about 1 hour till it peaks and I hit euphoria and naptime.

So, what ha-ha-happened was, I started having all this tooth pain. These wisdom teeth (the three that remain since having one pulled when I was a teenager) have been giving me crap for a long time. But this was not the run of-the-mill crap. This was pain with a capital p.

did I just say that/A

mercy. Anyway. So i couldn’t find a dentist that i could rrally afford, so i thought, I will just go down to the dental college and get it done. so I call and they get me in the system, tell me to arrive at window a at 8am and I’d be all fized up.

so the dental college is downtown and an hbour from here, but a traffic jammed hour, so i get up at the asscrack of dawn or rather 6am and head that way. trafric was good on the way no problems. I get there and parking is good except there’s those things ytou have to shove the money in the little slots and it’s 4 dollars and i only have a ten but you know me, all frugal and shit so there’s no way I am sticking a ten in there.

so this guy is behind me and I figure i have enough change to make 4 bucks, right? so I tell the guy to go ahead of me and stick his money in since I’m going to take a while.

so then i begin the laborious taks of shoving change in the slot. I finally finish and go to find a place to wait until window a opens up.

Wiat, let me interrupt this story to say that I am no longer using the mac widget to post this… it doesn’t scroll and you can’t resize it so the above text is all that would fit in it without going off my screen and then I couldn’t see it any more. I guess it’s assumed at google that mac users don’t have much to say in their blogs? Or maybe that they just don’t want to see what they are typing. Don’t know for sure.

so yes, I go an d instead of fidning a spot to wait for window a… boy am i naive! I found a long line of peopel waiting to get inside. So I take my place in line. And wait. After a while a scurity guard comes and starts counting people off and letting them go inside. He gets to the guy in front of me, prhaps you remember, he’s the one I told to go in front of me because of all my change in the parking lot… yeah, and he says “22″ and he gets to me and says “everyone else go home, come back tomorrow, we only have room today for 22…”

And that’s it. I drove all the way down there, went through that whole fiasco just to let some other guy go in front of me.

By this time, of course, my tooth is just screaming at me. I felt like I could probably just pull the thing out myself if I just mustered upenoufh strenght.

I go out to the parking lot and call my boyfriend… remind me to talk about the other thing, too, that I was upset about….

so I call him and I’m bawling bawling bawling. In pain. Sad. Frustrated. Wnating to die.

I vomited in the parking lot I was crying so hystercially.

I start the drive home. Not knowing what to do.

He calls me and says if I can book it then he found a dentist that can see me at 8.

so I haul ass and make it there. And theya re supper nice but still they can’t pull the tooth. It’s too impact.ed so they find an oral surgeon who can see me and tell me to hurry over there. so I do. And he only charged me $25 but told me to come back to get some fillings, because I ned them bad. I defnitely will, he was so nice about it.

So I get to the oral surgeon and he’s looking and both my lower wisdom teeth are infenct.ed and he wants to pull both of them, hell why not all three while you’re going to be sedated.

ends up costing $1050!! I paid for what I cold and my boyfriend put the rest like 600 on his cradit card so of course I am all guilt ridden and feeling like shit now.

anyway, before though, they’re trying to put me out and he can’t find a vein. never can find a vein… this is how it is everywhere. I am terrified of getting blood taken and IVs started because this is how it always turns out. He poked me in my writsts and my arms and my neck, even, but couldn’t get a vein. Stuck lidocaine under my skin to make it where he could dig around and still couldn’t get it.

So I start freaking out, because he wants to do more digging. My boyfriend got there and had to come in and calm me down.

Myu heart rate was through the roof and as soon as he came in it went right down. He’s such a comfort to me, makes me feel all safe int his world.

So he left and the surgoen is all, when you had dental work done before could you tolerate the shots in your mouth? And I was like, yeah…

So he gave me some shots in my mouth to relax me and they ended up doing the IV through there. Under my tongue. Is that nuts, or what?

I guess it all turned out OK. I mean, it cost a lot of money but maybe that guy who went in front of me needed it worse than me today. And maybe there was no way he could ever come up with the 1000 and could only ever come up with the 60 that the dental college charges. Maybe they couldn’t have even done my teeth down there with how bad they were. maybe this iall s karma>.

All I know is… wow do they hurt now, but at the same time, something about my mouth feels better already. I mean, it feels seriously altered.

My boyfriend has been super sweet and getting me icre cream and soup and alll and running me around and paying for stuff and he’s just reallly the greatedst guy ever in the world. I couldn’t be luckier to have him in my life.

k, vicostuff kcicking in super hard. must nap.