Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Operation Snaggletooth

It's been 24 hours now since the operation and I'm starting to feel like a human being again.

First off, I was awake for the surgery. When I called the office Monday afternoon, they said I did not have to fast for general anesthetia. Imagine how upset I was when the nurse told me hat it was localized anesthetia or nothing, I could wait a week if I really wanted to be unconscious...I didn't want to wait a week but I didn't want to be awake...

Okay, awake it is. And it was horrible. Never, ever, ever be awake when you're having a tooth removed. I wouldn't wish that on anyone. It didn't hurt but the sound....The worst part was when I heard the bone break.

(Ugh. I can't stop shivering when I think about it.)

I will say that yuo have to be pretty damn strong to be a dentist, because that man had to hold me down and I was squirming and fighting.

So, only luke warm soup and soft foods. NO chewing for another day. Which is fine because I can't get my mouth open more than a crack.

The swelling's down. The bleeding stopped. And it doesn't even hurt too much anymore. I am hungry, though. I haven't had proper food in week. Last night I actually dreamed of pancakes, which is an insight to how sad I am and how much I love pancakes, I guess.

Monday, August 29, 2005

Fucking, Austria

It makes me giggle.

The Tooth of the Matter

Yes, I know. I should ashamed of myself and these stupid puns.

After about four days of agony with an aching tooth, I call the dentist Saturday morning. She calls in a prescription for antibiotics and pain killers. The pain killers help but it still hurts. And I have to eat something to keep the antibiotics down but it hurts to eat anything. It hurts putting any type of pressure on my fucking tooth. So I slurp a little pudding and pretend it's a hamburger.

This afternoon, I go in to see the dentist. I tried to get an earlier appointment but 3 pm is the earliest they've got. I know what the problem is, which tooth it is: the snaggle-tooth. (It broke about two years ago. Didn't hurt at the time.) My snaggle-tooth is abscesed. It'll have to be removed. Okay. I can accept this. I'm willing to part with the broken tooth if it'd just stop hurting. The bad news is they can not do the surgery for another week. Is that okay?

I start crying. It's embarresing, I suffer through blinding pain but can't get out a coherent word when the dentist tells me she can't help me. They had to call in Andy from the waiting room because I was clearly in no state to make a decision.

The dentist did find a surgeon who could do it tomorrow morning. Fabulous. (This is what a crying woman can accomplish.)

Andy's been real good to me. He's driving me around because I'm in no state to drive, brings me soda and chocolaty pudding cups, and he's taking off tomorrow. So tonight I'm going to try to eat what I can because I'm sure I won't be able to eat anything tomorrow.

Saturday, August 20, 2005

I've been mesmerized

Can't believe it's been two weeks since my last post. No excuses, I've just been playing this damn Ratchet and Clank PS2 game and it seems to suck out my brain.

On a different note, Christopher Walken for President!

Friday, August 05, 2005


Lately it's been so hotthatthe only thing to do is melt in a puddle and whine about heat. Currenlty, i am parked in front of the a.c. and sipping a glass of ice cold water, chilled in the freezer for a few minutes to get that frsty mug effect.

Monday Natalie calls me and says, "What are you doing?"

"I don't know. What am I doing?"

"We're going to the Trocadero and watching Rocky Horror for three dollars."

"Hell, ya!"

The Troc is a club in Center City, in the Chinatown, actually, and use to be a silent film theater. They show movies every Monday for $3 a ticket.

Nat, Del and myself had kick-ass Vietnamese at the this place called Pho Calli. It had just opened so the floors were extra shinny but the food was gorgeous...And bubble tea, not like that other place which has it on the menu but never actually has any in the resturaunt...

Teh show started at 8. And Captain Morgan was doing a promotion of this horrid shot called a "tattoo" but the admission and booze was on the Captian! Can't argue with that. And they gave out free temp. tattoos and the shot glasses the drink came in. Very nice.

The showwas great. Actors played all the parts, the audience was loud, and we were allowed to have props! The best Rocky I've been too yet and an excellent Monday night out. I was dead tired the next morning, though.

On a side note, the most intesting Rocky I've been too was at UKC where the audience was silent and people actually watched the movie like it was a good piece of film. Strange.

Those Kids in Lawrence

I heard this on the radio. The address is at 14th and Tennesse, which is only a few blocks west of my old place and firmly in the student ghetto. I can't believe they took the kitten, though. Poor kitty.