If you have not been following my posts, my tooth has been the cause of some serious shenanigans in my life. And by shenanigans, I mean, annoying as all h-e double hockey sticks. I would imagine if you have been following my blog, you are pretty irritated that it seems to be ALL I talk about; you know, the massive pain in my mouth.
You can read all my tooth problems again here: He Has A Talent For Causing Things Pain!
Point being: this tooth is causing me more drama than Thanos getting control of all six infinity stones will.
Because Jigsaw and Amanda could not schedule me until the end of April for my trap, I mean, root canal, I am currently in a purgatory of pain. I take four antibiotics a day to keep down infection and pain killers for when I am in extreme pain.
And the worst part is the antibiotics make me all:
Notice I said the antibiotics, not the pain killers.
I seriously sleep more than Sleeping Beauty's ass ever did. I almost slept through Lifetime's Seeds of Yesterday. I mean, I told my husband, who was using the television to play baseball on the PS3, to wake me up for the movie and he almost did not!
Of course, he immediately claimed I told him the wrong time.
Lucky for him, I have Lifetime Trashy Movie spidey senses, and I woke up only a few minutes past the start of the film.
My husband's reaction to Seeds of Yesterday?: "That was f-ing awful."
Anyhoo, I am just beyond over this tooth business. The only people who enjoy this are my pugs because, if you have never been owned by a pug a little pug-knowledge dropping time, pugs LIVE to sleep. They love every second of my sleep induced comas.
Only problem is, after a few rounds of these not only sleep inducing, but hallucinogenic meds, my pugs start looking like this:
Jigsaw's reverse bear trap for my tooth is starting to look more enticing every day.
Still hanging in there,