this tooth will be the death of me.
i was formally saying "ha, good luck with that" to god who was increasing the pain in order to get me to the dentist...
but tonight i have surrendered.
what the hell is with one little chunk of enamel causing so much catasrophe?
today:
not even two T3's quelled this baby, they just made me not really care. an intresting effect.
so four advil, one fantastic neck rub, ice pack, tears, tears, and orajel later..i'm in a good enough mood to tell you how frustrated i am.
i haaaaate the dentist.
but, you know, maybe, i'll, you know, go get this looked at on monday. (one of my molars is decaying so all thats left is the shell of a tooth, no middle stuff and just recently its started to get the nerves. pleasant.)