Also, it just gets more and more surreal and reminds me how lucky I am to be able to laugh at life since, as I've been saying a lot for the past week and a half, "Why does this sort of thing always happen to me?"
I've had a fair amount of pain medicine, so this might not be coherent, but here's the bottom line.
I went back to work on Monday. I was soooooooooooo glad to see my students and my friends at work and stuff. I was exhausted and headachy by the end of the day (and there was the barfing incident during third period), but I'd made a goal to make it through all of my classes, and I did it. I went home fully expecting to get my grades caught up and go to bed and have all be right with the world.
Yeah, not so much.
As yesterday afternoon and evening went along, I got a ridiculous headache that sort of joined with some tooth pain I'd been having for a few days. I've been pretty sure for a few days that I had an abscessed tooth, but I was going to wait until vacation (next week) to deal with. I mean, in the great scheme of things health-wise, it seemed pretty small.
Yeah, that headache plus toothache kept me up virtually all night. The pain was so awful that I was pacing the house and crying and going on Facebook to complain about not being able to sleep and ... yeah. BAD night.
Needless to say, I didn't think going to work today was a good idea. My original plan was to take painkillers until I fell asleep (stupid, I know, but lack of sleep is a huge problem for me under the best of circumstances, and ...) so I could actually get some rest.
Instead, I called the dentist.
To make a long story short, I had two serious problems.
First, when I fell in the shower and landed first on my face, I severely bruised most of my front upper teeth. This would explain much of my continued pain. Nerves are a funny thing, and who knew that tooth bruising would make your head hurt? She was shocked that I hadn't felt pain in my teeth more directly as, over a week after the fall, the bruising was still pretty intense and showed up very clearly on the x-rays (dental x-rays are very cool, and so is my dentist ... she gave me a crash course in reading them today, and it was fascinating).
Secondly, and more significantly, the fall made whatever infection was going on in one of my back upper molars run completely amok. Amok to the point where it had to be extracted. Like, immediately. Well, that's not exactly true--my dentist's office got me an appointment for an hour and a half after I left their office, which is pretty cool considering that, while I was at the oral surgeon's, people were calling to make appointments for extractions and they were booking into mid-March.
Yup, I was a bona-fide emergency. How exciting ... (God, do I want my boring old life back when playing with my kids and hanging with Henry was how I spent my time!!!!)
So I had a tooth extracted today, fortunately a way-back molar that hopefully no one will notice until I get an implant. The crazy part? I think the pressure and nasty fluids swelling the now-gone tooth played a huge role in why I've been struggling with headaches and pain for this long.
I'm starting to zone out from the pain meds, plus the story's about to get a bit more graphic and disgusting, so I'm going to cop out and paste the e-mail I sent to my momma so you can get the details if you want.
Thank you for the thoughts, prayers, and love that people have sent my way ... I'm a lucky woman.
--- On Tue, 2/21/12, KLo's Mommy wrote:
From: KLo's Mommy
Date: Tuesday, February 21, 2012, 6:15 PMHi,Glad you made it home…was it very painful to have it out? Can you feel the difference now that the pressure is out of there?Sorry for so many questions, I am just trying to make sure you are ok. Do you need anything? I am so sorry that you are going through this.