I have had enough local anesthesia and painkillers today to fell an elephant. Well, at least a baby elephant – I am a smaller than average human being.
I also now have to have gum surgery sometime in the near future, after which I will be able to say that I’ve had every kind of non-immediately-life-threatening (maybe non-life-threatening too) problem requiring some kind of dental treatment.
My mama soothed my pains with 2 new pairs of shoes.
Life is better.
I have decided to rename The Molting to Molting the Revolting* in honor of a certain animal in it.
I am blaming my lack of progress today to the painkillers and anesthesia – see above – but the truth is I am suffering second-day jitters. This is after the initial euphoria of ‘OMG, something new!!!!’and just before ‘OMG, I’m in over my head!!!!’
*I’m kidding, but it does have a certain ring, don’t you think?