It's 8 PM and I'm still doing work stuff! This is not a cool development, but I am slightly comforted by the fact that 20 hours from now, a strange man's hands will be in my mouth and I'll be pumped full of drugs.
Explanation: I've always had a short tooth in the back of my mouth, and now it needs a crown. It's not long enough for a crown, thus I have to undergo something called a tooth lengthening. I don't want to get too graphic with the description, but I will say that the terms "gum flaps" and "grind down the bone" are prominently featured. After numerous delays, tomorrow is the day.
Lots of googling has led me to believe that the day itself will be unpleasant, but I should be fine by the next morning. This is good; I'm supposed to attend a bachelor party Saturday night. (Don't worry, everybody, I'll go booze-free at this event and P-Diddy is doing most of the driving.) The bad part of attending a bachelor party right after oral surgery: I'm going to have to tone it down quite a bit. The good part: when the Shreveport casinos inevitably take all of my money, then I'll be able to sell the rest of my prescriptions and place a hell of a bet on black.
I'm supposed to do a teensy bit of medication this evening, so I'm praying that the SQL Server gods smile upon me before that happens. If not, I'm comforted by the fact that tomorrow can't get much worse.
Posted by Cody at May 31, 2007 7:56 PM