Arr, you scurvey cur!
One morning last summer I woke up with a wasp buzzing above my head, which was a pretty lousy way to wake up, I thought. Maybe even the worst way there is. I was proved wrong this morning when I woke up early, not knowing why at first, and realising with my blurry mind after a little while that I had to swallow more often than usual, and that it tasted funny. Metallic, sort of. Oh. Blood. Great.
Yup, got up and went into the bathroom (without swallowing in the meantime) and when I finally got to the sink I had to spit out a freakin mouthful of blood. And another. And another. It just wouldn't stop. Luckily I had a couple of compresses left from when they pulled the tooth, so I stuck one in, and it soaked through. After I put the second one in it eased up, thankfully.
I have no idea what happened, but the now two week old and presumably healed hole where my tooth used to be seems to have decided that it's time to fun things up. Kinda scary, really. Guess I'll have to make a call to the dentist tomorrow.
Logan, you really should listen to those songs! I will stand by what I said; for someone to go through life without having heard 'Wish You Were Here' is, well, it's not right! Same goes for 'Carry On My Wayward Son' (and Ida will attest to that one). 'Crappy' rock... Pshaw. Remind me why we're friends again? ;)
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Ten hours later? It's bleeding! Stupid fucking mouth. I look like a vampire with my teeth all bloody.
Yup, got up and went into the bathroom (without swallowing in the meantime) and when I finally got to the sink I had to spit out a freakin mouthful of blood. And another. And another. It just wouldn't stop. Luckily I had a couple of compresses left from when they pulled the tooth, so I stuck one in, and it soaked through. After I put the second one in it eased up, thankfully.
I have no idea what happened, but the now two week old and presumably healed hole where my tooth used to be seems to have decided that it's time to fun things up. Kinda scary, really. Guess I'll have to make a call to the dentist tomorrow.
Logan, you really should listen to those songs! I will stand by what I said; for someone to go through life without having heard 'Wish You Were Here' is, well, it's not right! Same goes for 'Carry On My Wayward Son' (and Ida will attest to that one). 'Crappy' rock... Pshaw. Remind me why we're friends again? ;)
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Ten hours later? It's bleeding! Stupid fucking mouth. I look like a vampire with my teeth all bloody.
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Just listen to the song people!
God, all you women do is bleed... :P
But seriously, that's really weird for it to start bleeding again after it clotted up. Keep those compresses handy and call your dentist, see what (s)he has to say.
I'll maaaaaybe listen to a few of them. Maybe. I'll even take it upon myself to go and seek them out. Which ones, you'll never know. ;)
And did you know that apparently there's a town somewhere in England where the locals speak a dialect that sounds incredibly close to pirate English? The whole "arr" thing? :D
Listen to Ida. She knows what she's talking about.
Dude, come on! At least the ones mentioned in this post!
I did not know that. Where's this town? I want to go there. Arr!
Working on it. Relax. :D
I'm not sure where the town is or which town it is exactly. I used to know, and I've forgotten since. I'll ask the homo that told me. (He might or might not be full of shit anyway. :D)
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