On Friday the 13th, I left work early to go to the dentist because of my nagging toothache from December. He took a look at it and said that I broke my wisdom tooth and also had a cavity in it as well as signs of infection around it. Gross. He suggested pulling it; I agreed.
He said that Tylenol would be sufficient for pain. It wasn't. Not even slightly.
I went out drinking with my quizzo friends. I don't remember much of that night. It was that awesome.
My parents took me home for the rest of the long weekend. Dad gave me crazy pill killers that made me sleep for 14 hours straight.
One good thing about a prominent pain is that it keeps my mind off of Lumpy existing in my left breast.
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