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I've been home sick now for three days. Three very awful, painful days.
At this time, I am appreciative of: health benefits, dental care coverage and paid sick days.
I had a funny little incident last week where my left lymph node by my ear was incredibly large- like a toonie.
By Monday of this week, I had woken up in the morning in tears. And with various forms of frozen food on my face, I was planning my next move- to grab a steak knife and begin carving away various parts of my immune system.
The trouble was not with the swollen and sore node. Everyone who reads this blog knows darn well that I have been suffering from a crappy overactive immune system since at least this time last year. The problem was the incredible amount, and increasing intensity of pain that was caused to my entire left side of my mouth. The anology I told the doctor and dentist fits best: If I were a cartoon, Stewie Griffin would be pulling out my teeth using needle nose pliers and upon release crude oil would come gushing out of my wounds.
The pressure was so intense in my jaw that I was, honestly, a threat to myself.
The emergency dental dude told me my teeth were fine and that there was no infection. The doctor at the clinic (the next in a series of responsible steps to take), told me that I had an infected canker, possibly strep, and hooked me up with antibiotics, antibiotic mouthwash and T3s for the pain. He had also asked me whether I had `health insurance`and my response of yes has likely played in having me `had` so speak.
Hoping that it would all go away all by itself earlier Monday, I had made an appointment with my family doctor and with my regular dentist. My family doctor looked inside my mouth this morning and told me I was full of crap, and that she could not see an infection. My dentist told me the same. She did however tell me that those four wisdom teeth are likely the source of all my problems and that they`ll be removed out of my mouth, like it or not, by August.
Getting time off for a major surgery when there are Welcome Calls to be made, should be interesting.
In the meantime, I am keeping myself pleasantly high. And I have to admit, the world is far nicer place a bit fuzzy
At this time, I am appreciative of: health benefits, dental care coverage and paid sick days.
I had a funny little incident last week where my left lymph node by my ear was incredibly large- like a toonie.
By Monday of this week, I had woken up in the morning in tears. And with various forms of frozen food on my face, I was planning my next move- to grab a steak knife and begin carving away various parts of my immune system.
The trouble was not with the swollen and sore node. Everyone who reads this blog knows darn well that I have been suffering from a crappy overactive immune system since at least this time last year. The problem was the incredible amount, and increasing intensity of pain that was caused to my entire left side of my mouth. The anology I told the doctor and dentist fits best: If I were a cartoon, Stewie Griffin would be pulling out my teeth using needle nose pliers and upon release crude oil would come gushing out of my wounds.
The pressure was so intense in my jaw that I was, honestly, a threat to myself.
The emergency dental dude told me my teeth were fine and that there was no infection. The doctor at the clinic (the next in a series of responsible steps to take), told me that I had an infected canker, possibly strep, and hooked me up with antibiotics, antibiotic mouthwash and T3s for the pain. He had also asked me whether I had `health insurance`and my response of yes has likely played in having me `had` so speak.
Hoping that it would all go away all by itself earlier Monday, I had made an appointment with my family doctor and with my regular dentist. My family doctor looked inside my mouth this morning and told me I was full of crap, and that she could not see an infection. My dentist told me the same. She did however tell me that those four wisdom teeth are likely the source of all my problems and that they`ll be removed out of my mouth, like it or not, by August.
Getting time off for a major surgery when there are Welcome Calls to be made, should be interesting.
In the meantime, I am keeping myself pleasantly high. And I have to admit, the world is far nicer place a bit fuzzy