It isn't enough that we still don't know exactly when we're closing on the house. Maybe this Friday; Maybe next Tuesday. It isn't enough that the show finally opened. Two weekends to go. It isn't enough that the wife is still costuming a show. It opens this weekend with other shows throughout the year. It isn't enough that despite having free time I still haven't gotten to bed before midnight. I honestly don't know what's happening there. It isn't enough that I'm starting to freak out about the money on being there for closing. It is; I'm just freaking out about it. No, it isn't enough I've got all this going on...
Now, this is the week my frickin' teeth decide to start hurting. The last two nights, I haven't been able to sleep the pain was so bad. This is despite 1000g of acetaminophen, 600g of ibprophen and a vicodin left over from the gout episode. Oh, let's not forget the oragel that numbs your mouth.
I'll be seeing the dentist about it today. This is probably stemming from a chipped molar that I've taken too long to deal with. The dentist told me then I needed a root canal and a crown to take care of it. With insurance, that would be around $500 of money I don't have. The pain went away, but it's come back with a vengeance this week.
I'm worried that I might need two root canals. The price is going to hurt me more than the procedure. And the timing just sucks. Ow Ow OW OW OW OW OW OW OW ow ow ow.
Sorry, it's throbbing right now. The pain comes and goes. When it's here, it's horrible. I want to cry but fear the act of crying will hurt more. When it's not here, it still vaguely hurts. Ow Ow Ow OW OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWowowowow. Not like right now. About three or four times an hour I'm in agony.
I pray for strong pain medication and antibiotics. Not doubt there's some kind of infection. And dammit, I'm still doing the show no matter that happens at the dentists!