Yesterday was the worst day I've had in quite a while.
I had been staying away from the thick soda-y drinks because they're the most likely cannidate for the root cause of the massive decay on my wisdom teeth. I was drinking lots of cranberry juice and water until about two weeks ago when I picked up a pack of orange soda which didn't aggrevate my teeth at all. I must have been feeling especially bold when I finished that off because I decided on root beer when I went to refresh my drink supply. Unfortunately, after drinking two cans of root beer, I can assure you that they're just as bad for my teeth as soda.
I woke up yesterday in pain and that's never a good sign. I figured it would let up as I went through the day so had two advil and went to work. Eight hours and four advil later, I was leaving work because I was in enough pain that I couldn't get anything done. This kind of constant, piercing pain really destroys your concentration as I found out quite quickly. It seems logical to me that getting my mind off the pain by doing other work would have been better for me but my body seemed to want nothing more than to curl up, close my eyes and concentrate on the pain. I suppose it had something to do with wanting to give the pain the attention is was so desperately trying to pry from any other task.
Things were still pretty painful by the time I got home so I did exactly what I was compelled to do - I napped. Amazingly, I actually did sleep from about 6PM to 8.30PM which is surprsing since I'd been kept awake at night by this pain before. I awoke to slightly less pain and that feeling of being unsure of what is real that always happens when you nap during the day. I think the issue there is that I'm so used to going to sleep when the world is 'off' and waking up when it's been 'on' for a couple hours that sleeping in the reverse order just confuses me. I was awake for another hour or so before the pain started getting bad again and I took yet another nap. After waking again at 10.30 (without that strange feeling - it was an 'off' to 'off' time nap), I definitely felt better but not completely so. I started watching the movie version of Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead (a show in which I was almost a part of a couple years back) which was, by my fondness of all things Stoppard and Shakespeare, really, really good. Well, I didn't quite get through all of it before I decided that I was going to go to sleep early. Let me remind you that at this point in the night I had already slept for three hours and yet I was still interested in going to sleep early. I finially got to bed around 11.30PM and slept and woke and slept and woke until 8.30AM when my alarm went off. (Un)fortunately, I didn't escape without a selection of really strange dreams, some of which included ex-girlfriends or nuclear attacks.
Perhaps it's just the juxtaposition of being unable to concentrate against thinking very clearly but I'm always able to get plenty done on days after I have that much pain from my teeth. I am, however, going to get my teeth looked at on Tuesday of next week and I will most likely schedule a removal for as-soon-as-fucking-possible. Goodbye teeth!