Came home last night after a not-bad catchup day at work, expecting to have a nice dinner and then go gaming at bedlamhouse‘s, as I do most Tuesdays. I was fussing around the house, getting things settled before sitting to eat, when suddenly a weird throbbing pain stabbed me in the mouth. At first, I thought it was just a weird facial muscle cramp or something, but then it came again.
Oww. That wisdom tooth that’s been needing looked at finally hit critical.
Fortunately, I was able to get hold of my dentist, who called me in a prescription for painkillers and antibiotics, and I spent the evening being rather stoned and loopy, but mostly not uncomfortable. I’m now waiting for their office to open in 45 minutes to call and get an appointment.
Not what I wanted from my evening.