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Okay, so its been a while since i last blogged.. ( Oh very well, so it's been almost a month since i last groaned 'bout my life in here..Hopefully, i have not lost my touch yet, yes? Well, so you may be wondering.. What the hell has your's truly been doing throughout the entire month of March? Oh, before that, kindly allow me to introduce the latest member of my..mouth.. Namely, Wisdom Tooth Number One..! ( the bloody thing resides in my lower right jaw.. Apparently ( according to the dentist anyway ), the damned tooth is going to be "impacted" when it is fully out.. Now, i don't really give a damn or have the faintest idea what that meant, but his next words definitely caused some panic to set in.. This is a summary of what he said.. : " Yes, yes, it definitely looks ready to erupt..." ( editor's note: ERUPT..???!! WTF..) After several minutes of detailed inspection of that area : " It's obviously impacted, bla bla...but not to worry, bla bla..remove this first, the rest can be done later... Simple, minor operation..bla bla.. " ( Argggh, shit shit shit..etc.. * continues cursing till i reach home,, ) Okay, for a girl who's worst experience with pain was a simple blood test a really, really, long time ago, ( Heck, the poor nurse looked even more distressed than i was at the end of the whole ordeal back in form 2.. Let's see... Is this statement true, or false? " A wisdom tooth brings more wisdom to the unlucky recipient, the needle-phobic 18-year-old girl, yes? " Answer: My arse.. ( In other words, a big fat NO...!!! Why is it called a wisdom tooth anyway? Sure, it's supposed to grow only when a person is mature enough to think and stop screwing around, etc.. However, i am either the exception of the rule, or i have miraculosly grown up overnight, without realising it.. Now, if i were to give a name to the last four molars that're supposed to.. "erupt" ( a direct quite from my dentist..), i would name them as follows: First molar to erupt :The " Arggh, WTF Is Happening..?? " Tooth ( Accidents such as biting the dentist's hand during extremely long appointments, fainting at the sight of huge needle before surgery, kicking the nurse in fear, etc.. usually happen at this stage.. Second molar to erupt : The " Oh No, Not Again?? " Tooth Third molar to erupt : The " Whatever, i Don't Care Anymore..!! " Tooth And finally... Fourth molar to erupt : The Wisdom Tooth... ( By now, the poor fella will probably have endured a few dental appointments too many, and would have learnt not to bite the dentist's hand when the his/her mouth is opened too wide.. Ugh, at this moment, they're unable to operate on my tooth since my gums are as swollen as..as...erm.. i think i''ll leave that to your imagination.. Then again, swollen gums aren't that nice to eat with anyway, so i've decided that whatever happens, i won't really give a damn, as long as they club me over the head with a hammer before the operation..! Oh dear, it's already 2 a.m, and i'm working a full shift tomorrow..! Gotta catch some sleep, shall update soon.. Night..!
* In reference to the rumours circulating that i have stopped blogging, i would like to clarify that i have most certainly NOT given up this blog, and there will definitely be more posts in the future.. ( It's just that i'm kinda tied up with work at the moment.. |
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