So over the weekend, we had some purple-dreaded-halfling-ninja fun, along with kinda miserable loneliness, with a face-rending toothache chaser.

And by “face-rending,” I mean I had a root canal yesterday. My dental insurance only covered about 1/6 the cost, and it was not cheap. I wasn’t sure what I thought would give me more nightmares last night, the sound and sensation of having my face drilled at for five hours, or the bills that are going to be following me for the next twelve months.

But seriously, being near 28 years old, and fillings the most complicated dental work I’ve ever had done before…I was a little terrified. I still kinda am. I have a fucking fake tooth in my head for cryin’ out loud! I’ve gotta go back in three weeks to have the permanent crown put on. Hopefully it’s more comfortable than the temp, and seated a little differently. I’m not sure how anyone manages to have a normal bite again after something like this, when you can’t feel your face when they ask you if it feels right. Probably the scariest part is feeling like I’m going to have this pain for the rest of my life. I know it’s probably just the root and gums and all that healing, but it’s kinda hard to really grok that when it takes half an hour to eat one (normal, made-at-home) sammich.

Oh yeah, and did I mention I may have to have another root canal in the future? Yeah, good times. *sighs* That’s all I guess. Imma go try and be useful at work. Ha! Tylenol + codeine, I love you! ;p