Alright Kiddies, Let’s Jive A Moment…

Ya Know

‘Cause I Really Really Wanna!

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So

I Ended-Up Back At The Dental Office.

The Pain I Was Experiencing Was Far Greater A Pain Than I’d Been Dealing With While The Broken Tooth Was Still In Place.

Turns Out

Yep

DRY SOCKET.

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But Not JUSTΒ  A Dry Socket

There Was A Large Flap Of My Gum That Had Become Dislodged During The Tooth-Removal

And That Was Causing Me EVEN MORE PAIN.

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Sooo

I’m Now Home From The Dentist, And Am Doing Much Better.

They Re-Numbed The Area

Then They Packet The Crater With A Medicated Material.

THEN

They Stitched The Flap Of Gum To The Other Side Of Said Crater.

Needless To Say

Thus Far

The Pain Has Subsided.

Of Course, They Did Numb-Out The Whole Area

So I Likely Won’t Be Feeling Anything There For A Little While.

THANK JEEBUS, Fo SHO!

There’s Only One Thing On This Earth More Intolerable To Me Than Pain

And That’s BEING IGNORED.

My Friends And Family Know This

So Blatantly Ignoring Me Is Something None Of Them Ever Try To Do.

And I Know If They Are Using That Tactic On Me, I Sincerely Must Have Done Something To Utterly Piss Them Off.

Sorry

Drifting From My Point, A Bit.

But YES

YES, For Now, I Am Experiencing NO PAIN!

WOOT and WOOHOO!

Of Course, I May Be Singing A Whole Different Tune Once The Numbing-Stuff Wears Off.

I Should, However, Be In Less Pain Even When It Does.

I’m Hopeful, Anyway.

And I’d Appreciate It If Y’ALL Would Be Hopeful, Also.

I’m Tired, Now.

I Need Something Cold To Drink, Now.

So I’m Going To Shut-Up, Now.

Take Care, My Peeps.

I Shall Holla More When There’s More To Holla ’bout!

Much Love To You All.

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I Think I’m (almost) In The Clear, My Peeps =)

I’m Still A Bit Sore From The Whole Ordeal…

…But That Is Slowly Passing.

Thank Jeebus, Right?!

Sure.

Ya Know…

…If Ya Wanna.

Me?

I’m Thanking The Pain-Meds AND The Anti-Inflammatory Meds.

They’ve Saved My Skin, Yet Again.

And While My Stomach Is A But Funkified From All The Medications…

…At Least My Mouth Doesn’t Hurt Toooo Badly.

I’m Still Rather Sore There, Also, But It Is Subsiding.

Th Life Lesson Learned By This Experience???

Hmm.

Watch-Out For Rogue Macadamia Nuts.

Those Bastards My Taste Like Heaven…

…But They Can Also Do Some Serious Damage.

Now I’m Just Wishing I Could Keep My Damned Tongue AWAY From The Empty Hole That Was Once A Rather Large Tooth.

The Tongue Can Be A Bastard, Also.

It Simply Can’t Stand Not Feeling Around In One’s Mouth.

And If Something Feels Weird To It…

…BAAM…

…It’s After It.

That Alone Could Drive A Man Bonkers!

At Least…

…This Man It Does.

I’ve Been Awake Since About 4:30am’ish…

…And I Don’t Like I’ve Accomplished Very Much.

But Who Gives A Shit?

It’s SUNDAY, For Pete’s Sake.

SUNDAY Is A Day Of Rest AND Worship.

Annnnnnd…

…Since I Worship NO ONE, Nor NOTHING…

…SUNDAY Becomes All About The REST Portion.

There’s Some Baseball On To Watch Tonight…

…SO…

…That’s Likely What I Shall Endeavor To Do.

And I Shall Endeavor To Do Is QUIET WELL, In-Fact.

CARDINALS Vs GIANTS

…And…

TIGERS Vs TheYanks

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Should Be Loads Of Fun For One And All, Fo SHO!!!

Anyway, My Peeps…

…I Shall End This Message As I Have In The Past.

THANK YOU AGAIN!

Your Support And Kind Words/Thoughts Have Been A Major Help.

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As The Veil Of Pain Lifts, I Find That I’m Still In Pain…

It’s Just In A Different Way.

Tooth Pain = GONE! πŸ˜€

Jaw & Gum Pain = HOLY SH*T, THIS HURTS! 😦

But That’s To Be Expected, Right?!

RIGHT!!!

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Yeah, My Peeps…

…So They Ended-Up Having To CUT The Tooth Out.

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The Dentist Got In There To Scope-Out The Situation…

…And He Gave Me An Option.

I Could Either Go For The Ole…

Root-Canal And Crowning

…Or…

…He Could Just…

PULL-THE-BASTARD-OUT

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I Hated Both Options.

But…

…In The End…

…Those Were The Two I Was Given.

Sooo…

…We Went With Pulling-The-Bastard-Out.

Needless To Say…

…The Pain The Tooth Itself Was Causing Is No-More.

So That’s GREAT!

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But Sheesh Does My Mouth Hurt!

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The Dentist Started Wrenching The Pesky Molar Out, But It Simply Wasn’t Breaking Free.

He Tried And Tried And Tried…

…But It Was Nothin’ Doin’.

Then He Says To Me…

Brad, I Think We’re Gonna Have To Go To The Next Step. Now, This Won’t Hurt A Bit.

And Then He Added This…

Well, It Shouldn’t Hurt A Bit. But If It Does, Just Raise Your Hand.

And So He Broke-Out The Drill And Went To Scoring The Tooth.

And It DID Hurt.

So…

…I Get Another Dose Of The Numbing-Agent Used…

…And He Goes Back To Work On My Broken Tooth.

The Tooth Ended-Up Being Removed In PIECES.

It Just Wouldn’t Budge.

So He Broke It Apart.

When It Was All Over…

…I Looked Toward The Spot Where I’d Seen Some Of My Tooth Being Placed.

It Looked Like A Little Grenade Had Gone-Off In My Mouth.

The Tooth Was Simply Scattered About On The Little Table.

The Dentist Then Said…

Wow, That One Just Didn’t Wanna Come Out, Did It!?

…To Which I Replied…

At Least It’s OUT!

!!! !!! !!!

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I Really Just Wanna Say THANK YOU, My Peeps.

Thanks For All The Kind Words And Well Wishing.

I Appreciate All Of It GREATLY.

And I’m Sorry I Haven’t Posted Much The Last Couple Days.

My Head Simply Wasn’t In The Game.

Now That The Great Tooth Caper Is Over…

…I’m Confident I’ll Be Back With Y’all On A More Full-Time Type Basis.

Much Love To You All, My Peeps.

And THANK YOU Again!

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Pain + Pleasure = Nope, Still In Pain :(

Can Tuesday PLEASE Hurry The Hell Up?!

Sheesh.

It’s Very VERY True What They Say About Time.

It Always Seems To Take Its Sweet-Ass-Self When We Really Need It To Hurry The Hell Up, Ya Know?!

It’s Like…

…I Know Time Is A Constant In Our World…

…But It Just Seems To Be Dragging Its Ass This Weekend.

It’s Just Because I Dislike Physical Pain/Discomfort.

The Meds Help A Bundle, Sure Sure…

…But They Don’t Help Enough For Me To Simply Say…

Eh, Let Time Take Its Time. I Don’t Mind.

Quite The Contrary.

I Desperately NEED Time To Hurry The Hell Up.

GRRR!!!

😦

As A Human…

…There Are Certain Types Of Pain I ALSO Consider To Be A Bit Of A Pleasure.

I Won’t Get Into The Gory Details…

…But Y’all Know I’m Right.

Alas, Broken-Tooth-Pain Is NOT One Of Those Pleasurable Pains.

It’s Almost Maddening, Honestly.

I’m A Big Girl’s Blouse When It Comes To Pain Like This.

BUT…

…I Did Spend The Bulk Of My Sunday Asleep.

Thanks To The Meds, Sleeping Was All I Really Wanted To Do.

When In Pain…

…SLEEP Can OFTEN Be THE BEST Remedy.

Period.

Am I Right, Or Am I Right?!

EXACTLY!!

I Know I’m Right.

You Know I’m Right.

WE ALL Know I’m Right.

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The Meds Are Kicking My Butt As We Speak.

I Woke-Up At 4:54AM…

…And I’m Already Ready To Go Back To Bed.

HOWEVER…

…I Do NOT Plan To Spend The Entire Day Sleeping.

I Have A Bundle Of Little Projects I Simply MUST Work On.

Let’s Just Hope Today Goes Swimmingly Well.

I Doubt It Will…

…But There Ain’t Nothin’ Wrong With A Little Hopin’…

…Ya Know Ya Know?!

SURE YOU DO!!

So…

…I Just Wanna Say THANK YOU, My Peeps.

THANK YOU For All The Kind Words AND Your Heartfelt Sympathies.

Just Gotta Get Through Today.

Tomorrow SHOULD Be A Much Better Day.

SHOULD Being The Key Word There.

I’ve Got My Fingers Crossed!

I Hope You Do, Also!

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I Shall Be Hollering At Y’all Throughout The Day, Kiddies.

Until Then…

PEACE And HUMPTY-NESS FO EVA!!!

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When The Pain Gets Bad Enough, It’s Time For The Ole E.R. :(

And So…

…I Went There.

I. HATE. EMERGENCY. ROOMS.

Period.

I Was Simply In Too Much Agony To Avoid It.

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The Doctor I Ended-Up Seeing Was Very Sympathetic To My Plight.

I Suppose He’s Broken Teeth Before, At Some Point.

One Really Has No Idea How Bad It Hurts Until It Happens To Them.

I’m A Fairly Tough Guy.

I Don’t Let Much Of Anything Get To Me.

But When I’m In Pain Beyond My Limits Of Personal Tolerance

…Yeah…

It’s Time For The E.R.

It Turned-Out To Be The Fastest E.R. Trip I’ve EVER Gone Through.

They Had Me In And Out.

One Hour After I Signed In, I Was Headed Home.

Swift Service, Fo SHO, Kiddies.

And Now…

…I’m On Pain Meds Through Tuesday.

Blah.

I Hate Pills.

BUT…

…When They’re What You’ve Got To Handle Whatever You’re Dealing With…

…I Say Go For It.

I Think It’s Time For A Nap, Though.

I’m Utterly EXHAUSTED.

T’Was An Early Morning…

…And I’m Already Starting To Fade-Out.

I Sincerely Hope Y’all Are Okie The Dokie AND Coolio.

Please Be Good

Take Care

See Me Soon

And

Talk To Me Sooner!

Much Love To Ya, My Peeps!

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Ever Break A Tooth On A Friday, After Everything Is Closed, And Can’t Even Speak To Your Dentist Until Tuesday Morning?!

MEEE TOOO, My Peeps.

MEEE TOOO, Indeed.

And It Sucks.

It Really…

REALLY F-IN SUCKS!

Why Must Things Always Work-Out For Me In Such A Manner?

I Know My Karma Is Bad…

…My Luck Is Bad…

…My Bad Luck Is Bad…

…I’m Simply The Poster-Child For All Things BAD.

And…

…Of Course…

…There’s Nothing I Can Do About It.

I’m Stuck.

Trapped.

Held Tightly In The Grip Of Things Of Which I Have No Control Over.

ARRRGH!!!

And I’m In Pain.

Lots…

And LOTS Of Pain.

Damned Tooth.

So I Break The Bastard Friday Afternoon…

…The Dentist Is Closed Saturday And Sunday…

…And This Coming Monday IS…

…Yep…

A Frickin’ Frackin’ HOLIDAY!

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So I’m Right.

I. Am. Stuck.

Period.

Nowhere To Go.

No-One To See.

Just Me

My Broken Tooth

And My Pain.

:*(

What A Fun Weekend This Is Going To Be, Eh?!

EH?!?!

Yeah.

Fun Indeed.

I Woke-Up In A Bad’ish Mood…

…And NOW I’m Locked Into A Dreadful Mood Mode.

And It’s Not My Fault.

I Blame The Flippin’ Macadamia-Nut I Chomped Onto To Break The Damned Tooth In The First Place.

Looks Like Young Bradley Is Going To Be Making A Trip To The E.R. Before The Weekend Is Over.

:*(

I Hate That Place, Also.

Spend Hours And Hours Waiting Around…

…All To Spend 30-Seconds With A Doctor Who Doesn’t Honestly Give A Shit In The First Place.

Nice, Eh?!

Nice, Indeed.

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Here’s To The Beginning Of A Dreadful Weekend.

(*clinks glass with self*)

Let Us Hope For Something Better…

…But Continue To Expect The Worst.

Then We’re Either Right…

…Or Pleasantly Surprised.

I’d Call That A Win Win…

…But Either Way It Goes I Don’t Think A Win Is Possible.

As They Say…

GOOD GRIEF!”

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