Mirror! THE MIRROR!!!!!!
I had to go for my root canal follow up over lunch. I made the god awful decision to NOT be numbed up. The nerve was pulled out, how much pain could there be right? WRONG. The drilling of another hole in my teeth didn’t bother me. The chlorine like cleanser being shot into the hole to kill germs didn’t bother me. So far, we were doing alright.
That all changed when the Fire Nation attacked! The doc had to plug the hole. He shot some sort of vicious black liquid into my tooth that hardens as it cools, like cookies or an erect Ice-Man. Well the doc used to much of the fire liquid and burned through into my gum line. I was this close to reaching out and grabbing him by the throat. My entire mouth felt like it had just bit into a Mango Habanero wing. The liquid’s fury could only be compared to a woman scorned with the fury in which hell hath no! Like LIQUID HOT MAGMA. It burned for about an hour. Like a good middle class American I went back to work so the people who use their ACCESS cards to buy cigarettes wouldn’t have to fret.
I consider my self a tough dude. I’ve taken by fair share of punches and (non drug) blunt objects as my time as a bouncer. But am a kitten when it comes to mouth and foot pain. HATE IT. Fortunately it’s almost done. The tooth in question was cracked in half in an unfortunate ice accident a year ago. Next up is to get a crown and my smile will look diabolical again!!!!