Remember the Worth of...Holes?

Yesterday, I noticed something was wrong with my mouth. When I felt both sides of my face with my hands, there was a very tangible difference between the two. My left side felt like a new bone had grown on the side of my lower gum. Had I been punched? Not thinking much of it, I continued to rub my cheek and poke the new growth with my tongue (as anyone would with something foreign in his/her mouth) throughout the day.

I woke up as a chipmunk. Awesome. No, there are not pictures.

The first words I said this morning were, "Hi, I'd like to make an appointment", but it sounded more like, "I'b blige poo mage aboim-bemb." She automatically turned on her special ed teacher voice. I felt like a rockstar, let me tell you.

3:45 rolls around (thank goodness it wasn't tooth hurty) and I realize I haven't eaten all day. I hurry and stuff a bacon & avocado sandwich down my throat--literally. I can't chew at this point, but the sandwich was too fantastic to pass up. I grab my toothbrush, so the doctor won't have to deal with bacon breath (mmmmm).

Finally a red stop light! Time to brush and spit. Brushing went fine. I roll down the window and spit. Surprise! It's all over my arm and my shirt and my driver's seat. Maybe I am special...At least I eventually stopped laughing, so I could shift into first gear.

My dentist says I have an infection. "If it's okay with you, I think we will numb it, puncture it and squeeze out the puss." He made a face that said, "Please say no. This is not my favorite." I agreed and he got to work. I heard him ask his assistant for a spoon. No joke! With the earphones up very loud, I watched Transformers and ignored the various torture devices that went into my mouth. Yes, it was gross. Yes, I could feel and taste the stuff that came out. --awkward silence--

Welp! I am back at stage one- Don't spit, don't use a straw, here's a syringe and your antibiotics prescription, rinse with salt water...blah, blah. At least we caught this before the MTC!

This is a picture of the gaping hole in my mouth. Delicious! By the way, it's been a month since I had my wizzum teef out. Cray-see!