As my fearless, beardy City Editor (Mesh) can attest, I have a wicked toothache today. It is interrupting my vision, patience and interest in doing anything but becoming unconscious as quickly as possible. I had to turn down dinner with my wife and a friend because the thought of food makes me sick. Oddly, I'm still able to blog. What a vicious bitch this blogging is...
I have a dentist appointment tomorrow at 8:30 a.m. Yes, I finally have insurance. Insurance most often used by truckers. Made for the lang haul. Just like me.
Damn you, toothache. You will not bring me down.
Posted by colrus at October 25, 2004 06:18 PM | TrackBacktake about 800mg of ibprofon or something with Ibprofin in it. (that's equal to about 4 advil) I have a rx for 600mg tablets and I've tanken two of them before (1200mg) and I'm still alive. I'd just keep taking and anti-inflamatory until the pain is gone. Or you could just get drunk and pass out. I doubt you will be sleeping with a toothache that bad. :( CHEERS! *raises beer stein up
Posted by: jeremy at October 25, 2004 06:30 PMIbuprofen is indeed one of God's good gift's to man. So, indeed, is dear old C2H5OH. Toothaches, insurance, and dentists, are probably of a slightly more netherworldly origin, though there is some ambiguity there.
Posted by: ryan at October 25, 2004 07:17 PMExtra Strength Tylenol is a champ. I am now able to watch the advanced copy of a Howard Hughes documentary I received today. Yay, Tylenol!
Posted by: Bill at October 25, 2004 11:09 PMHope the early morn procedure went well. We missed you at dinner. :-)
Posted by: Lisa at October 26, 2004 10:13 AM