Tomorrow I have a date with a dental surgeon, to remove a wisdom tooth that I've been told has to come out before it will causes an abscess. They're frankly amazed I don't have one yet :-(
The threat of abscess is, I suspect, the only reason my surgeon is willing to touch it. He went paler and paler as we discussed my medical history and looked at x-rays during the consult in July. Poor guy.
The other ones should probably come out some day, but given my history and the x-rays, he really only wants to touch the one that's a timebomb waiting to happen. I suspect that one is getting treated now because he's terrified about trying to treat it with an infection in place.
So, that's going to be a thing. Tomorrow. Mum is my designated responsible adult, entrusted with driving me there and back and ensuring that I don't do anything ridiculous while the sedative is still in my bloodstream. I think she plans to tie me to a chair and leave me there, because my history of doing ridiculous stuff while heavily medicated is...well, only funny in hindsight.
Wish me luck?
I shall leave you with this WIP meme, found on
settiai's journal.
Post a sentence from some of your WIPs, with no context:( Excerpts under the cut )Wow, I have a lot of WIPs. Of those, seven are in various stages of being edited. I really need to get some editing finished.