ugh I hate alliteration so I am hereby retitling this post "The Story I'll Tell You" haha
Anyways...
I had a root canal. It hurt a LOT!! And it was hurting a lot for over a week before I was able to get it taken care of. Because I don't feel like relaying all the funny details of the story I'll Spark it for you.
It all started Sunday when I had a terrible, no good, very bad pain, which by the end of the day resulted in me going to the ER. At the ER they gave me Percocet. Man that stuff is awesome
The next day I went to the dentist and found out 2 things: 1. I need a root canal 2. My dental insurance doesn't cover root canals in Utah.
So the dentist prescribed me antibiotics and told me I could come back if I just wanted it done.
After talking with my parents I decided to just let this dentist do the deed and give me a root canal which I scheduled for Monday because I had a very busy school week ahead of me. At first I thought of doing it on Friday but my mom reminded me that I had work all of Sat so I probably shouldn't do that.
Well I was supposed to have work all of Sat but on Friday I threw up and ruined my new white sweatshirt, no one was more grossed out than I was. This meant I couldn't go to work the next day because I might possibly be sick, and I couldn't take the makeup test that day either. HMPH. Very irritating.
So no work on Sat and by the end of the day I felt much better except my mouth which still hurt.
So on Monday I went to get my root canal and it hurt because the Novocain didn't work very well. The dental assistant was also very annoying.
After it was over I was really mad because my mouth hurt soo bad still. I'm not sure why I was mad, probably a combination of the annoying girl and the pain, but I wanted to punch someone in the face. So I went to the public library and read a Bridal magazine. It was very interesting and by 2:30pm my mouth no longer hurt as much as it did before and I was quite happy.
The End
Now just think how long this would have been had I put in all the details...
3 comments:
i love you.
i wish i could have been there to eat pudding with you
and be angry.
i would have gone to the dentist with you and called his assistant nasty names for you.
since your mouth was numb it probably wouldn't have made much sense for you to say them.
4 more days
When I read this I could tell you were medicated.
It was entertaining.
but I wasn't so I'm hurt
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