Thursday, December 23, 2010
Teeth For Christmas
Now they are not.
I asked to keep them so that I could show Gabi, who loves all things morbid, but I'm the one who can't stop playing with them! They make a clink clink sound when they hit against each other. Like dice. So awesome.
Gilberto gave me the best compliment ever when he saw them.
Gilberto: Wow, honey, you're teeth are so small! Look at those little teeth! I'm impressed.
Me: Why yes they ARE small! Thank you! But why are you impressed?
Gilberto: Who knew something so small could come out of such a big mouth.
Me: I'll ignore the thinly veiled stab and take the compliment part.
There's not a lot about me that's small, so it totally made my day to have small teeth.
When I woke up this morning with such excruciating pain in my mouth, I was SURE it was something super serious. Like some sort of deadly infection in my lymph nodes. Or mouth cancer. Or my strep throat coming back, though in some weird way that did not directly affect my throat, since it was more the side of my mouth that hurt.
So imagine my embarrassment when the doctor told me it was probably just a rotten tooth, but that I did in fact have pink eye (don't ask) and he could treat me for that. So at least the doctor's appointment wasn't for naught.
I guess I'm lucky that my dentist was able to get me in right away, and that an oral surgeon was found that had an opening before going on Christmas vacation. But holy cow!! Feeling someone wrench your teeth out of your head is NOT FUN! And I thought I was going to throw up all over the guy when I started to hear the tooth pulling noises. Scraaaape scraaaape. YUCK.
I'm finally home, cheeks stuffed with giant wads of cotton padding and still numb from my chin to the top of my nose. Gilberto thinks it's hilarious to flick my lip and watch it flap.
This is not the Christmas I planned, but I'm wondering if I can get some sympathy spoiling out of the deal. I'm all about working with what you got.
Oh, and those are WISDOM TEETH. I do not have a gap in my tooth line.
at 8:59 PM