oww wow
Waking up at 4 am in incredible pain: not fun.
Remaining in incredible pain at 6:30 am even after 3 advil: less fun.
Sitting down in the endodontist's office at 2:30 pm for an emergency root canal: relief.
(He kept explaining the procedure and explaining the procedure. I finally figured out he was responding to my expression, so I said, "I'm not worried, I'm in pain." He gave me novocaine. The pain went away.)
Going to look at a Craigslist-listed bedroom set at 7:30 pm, the novocaine wearing off: not fun.
(But we bought it anyway. Our bed frame doesn't fit up our stairs. Mattress on the floor: college redux.)
Back at home, in possession of some heavy duty narcotics: relief.
That was my day yesterday. How was yours?