Monday, February 16, 2004

Maybe I'll Go To The Bell Tower...
Has anybody seen the movie, The Hunchback of Notre Dame, staring Quasimodo? It's a Disney movie, so you probably should have. Do you remember Quasimodo, and how he looked?



Well, picture that, then alter it to be me, and you have the current state of my face. Seriously. I mean it.

My tooth managed to get infected. However, there was no place for the infection to go, so it's gone up through my face. I have a fat lip [can't smile anymore, heh], and my cheek is inflamed, and it's given me a black eye. I can't smile, winking is practically impossible, and every time I blink I can feel my eyelashes against my cheek.

The good news, though, is that the toothache has been diagnosed. I'm taking antibiotics for the infection, and then I have to have a root canal, because apparently the tooth that is playing up on me is actually dead, so it needs to be sealed off. Kerry [my dentist] says he'll try his hardest to stop the tooth from changing colour [it can go grey, when they die], and he's pretty happy he'll be able to do it.



Apparently, the tooth [my incisor], got knocked sometime and it's killed the nerves in the tooth, so the tooth has died. The operation/process is pretty painless, because the tooth is already dead -- it has no feeling. I can't feel cold in that tooth, no matter how cold. There'll still be anasthetic, but it'll be a precaution, not a 'need to have' sort of deal.

So I don't plan to be at school until the swelling has gone down, because a) it isn't very comfortable, and b) it's embarrassing.

So I'll see you all later, I suppose.