Post-op.

It's happened. I've oficially become my own special version of The Hunchback of Notre Dame. I have isolated myself in my clock-tower (attic) with nothing but gargoyles (family) for company. I have no contact with the outside world (because I refuse to answer the phone or the door) except for my good friend Esmerelda (Rachel) who I once saved from... er... an evil priest guy.

So the thing got done yesterday, and I am just about the least happy kid on the block right now. My face has swollen to gigantic proportions, ice notwithstanding. Somehow, my face is actually rectangular in shape, and its so perfect it's slightly scary. Reminiscent of a perverted chipmunk, I'd say -- a cross between Simon and the regular types because of my glasses. I have a pic of myself, but I'm not going to post it -- yes, I am that hideous.


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Dentists suck.

The whole right side of my face is frozen and I keep accidentally biting my tongue. I also can't eat anything til the freezing is gone, which sofar has been 3 and a half hours, and coul take up to 7, and Ive only eaten a piece of bread all day and im fucking starving!

The worst part is that this was only a couple cavities.... My wisdom teeth are going to be SO MUCH WORSE! *sob*