Holy fuck, that hurt.
Holy fuck, it hurts now.
Holy fuck, that cost a lot of money.
Holy fuck, he gave me Tylenol 3.
Holy fuck, it's not doing a thing.
You know, I try to be all cute about this, but right at this moment, I am in more pain than I think I have ever been in, ever. And he's not even done with it. He did a root canal on the NEW pain, since it was/is the worst, but he wasn't able to finish it because the tooth is apparently a "bad actor". And he could only do the one tooth, because of something having to do with infections that frankly I didn't hear a word of.
So it'll be another WEEK before this is done. And I have no idea how I'll pay for it, but honestly, that's not the bad part of this. I just can't imagine feeling like this until the end of the day, much less another week.
People keep saying it, and it's absolutely true. There is nothing in the world like bad dental pain. It makes it hard to think or talk or do anything at all.
That diabetic coma isn't sounding so bad right now.
UPDATE, AN HOUR LATER:
Well, codeine might not be much of a pain killer, but it sure does improve your mood once it hits your system with both feet.
An hour ago I was in too much pain to drive home to North Dallas. Now? I might just be too stoned.