I've got a serious toothache - I grind my teeth and can't use normal toothpastes - I keep a toothbrush in my purse and use it whenever I remember, which is usually after throwing up or eating, but not always, and it's either water or (if my stomach can take it) baking soda. Yes, baking soda upsets my stomach. Go fig. *sighs*

Anyway, one of my back molars is impacted. I've had them going that way ever since I was little; most of my baby teeth didn't come out, they were pulled. But this one went last night. I'd had a filling in it before, and apparently I bit down a bit too hard... the filling is gone, the area around the tooth is starting to get infected, and OWFUCK it hurts. I'm back on oxycodone and that's a small mercy at least, it keeps the pain distant enough that I can sort of cope, and I left a message for the dentist stating that it's an emergency and I need the tooth looked at and/or pulled asap - I don't want it 'fixed', the last time they tried to 'fix' a tooth that was causing me problems they did a root canal that's now all kinds of fucked up.

The tooth they did it (the root canal, that is) on hurts a LOT of the time now, particularly if I get anything sinus- or ear-infection related... yes, I know a root canal is supposed to remove the nerve so you can't feel anything, but it didn't work. And to add insult to injury, the entire tooth has turned this icky shade of blue-black that is disgusting beyond words. I told them to pull it, when they were first looking at it. It's been crooked since it came in, it's hard to brush, it's irritating. Would they pull it - the CHEAPER, EASIER, QUICKER way? Oh, no. They had to do a fucking root canal that hurt like hell, ruined the tooth anyway, looks WORSE than a hole would, can't be covered over or filled with a false tooth, and guess what? They expected me to like this.

Sorry, but if you won't pull the damned tooth, instead overcharging my insurance for a failed job that I didn't want done in the first place, I am not going to like you.

So now I'm sitting here, my jaw in agony, waiting for a callback that I suspect might not come... argh. I hate going to the dentist's, I hate how much this hurts... and I hate the fact that there is nothing I can do about it for now.

I'm - as Candice puts it - all fuzzy around the edges right now. I'm no longer incredibly depressed, that went away last night and I am thankful. I AM a bit tired, but oxycodone will do that to ya... and I am a bit lonely, but that's mostly 'cause it's a big house and everyone is taking off.