I say possessed because that is essentially what it is, as this pain is an invader on your normalcy an entirely unwanted intrusion that needs to be exercised immediately. I had one such event, one of the worst I've ever experienced, occur to me today, & I was not, "happy", about it in the least. This was especially so because I was working, not that any time is a good time, no time is good, but when you're working it's a particular nuisance indeed.
So I was sitting there at work in my cubicle, minding my own business, waiting for a call, feeling fine on Friday & from the deep fathomless darkness it struck, attacking the left side. Quietly at first, small, it was hard to tell exactly which tooth it was coming from, tooth to tooth, top to bottom, but one thing was for sure, it was growing.
Stronger & stronger it grew as smaller & smaller my concentration shrank, my will weakening. The pain was spreading, along the jaw line. To the ear. Up the side of my head to my temple, starting to seep into my brain, where it would soon & surely take over my mind & make it explode, splattering chunks of brain matter all over the sales floor, or force me to take up a pottery class... one or the other.
I couldn't stand it any longer, if I had a gun & would have chambered a round & popped one in the brain-pan & fulfill at least one of the inevitable out comes, but that was out of the question on so many levels. So did the next best thing I could muster, beg for pills. So I stood up & asked around for some, ibuprofen preferably, explaining my situation. One did.
So as I stood there waiting like a junkie fixing for their next hit, they made a joke. "If the tooth is bothering so much, why don't you just pull it out yourself?" Given the situation I did not find this humorous at all, but even under optimum circumstances I still doubt I would have found it funny.
I apologized that I wasn't finding anything really funny at the moment.
So meds in hand I quickly got back to my desk & downed them with some water, then waited, hoping to subdue the nightmare in my damned face... but it only seem to be getting worse... elbows on the desk, face in my hands, wincing at the sharp jabs, it happened, I got a call.
Given the state I was in it was like the world's most annoying man had just called in, to anyone else he would have been normal, but to me his very voice rattled the folds of my brain, his words like poison unlocking the doors in my head allowing the pain to advance further in, feeding on his crude grunts called language. I wanted to hang up, to tell him he was pissing me off, to shut the hell up, to GO THE FUCK AWAY!
But I didn't. I stood firm mustering all I could to work my way though the call, to get to the end, the customer non the wiser that I wanted to nothing more then to punch him in the face to shut him up. When I finished it was still getting worse, the whole side of my head simply pulsing with pure pain that was driving me madder, ready to break my psyche at any moment. The thought of taking another call, having to endure more annoying pests licking my brain with their corrupting babble forced my hand. So I inquired if I would be alright if I left a little early as I was near the end of my shift anyway. To my relief it was... I also would not be short on hours either, so bonus.
So I quickly shut down my computer, gathered my things, & left promptly for home. Evey stop was a hindrance, every slow moving car was a massive annoyance, but once home I quickly attacked it, an exoticism. First with some flossing, then Listerine, then the coup de grâce; 80 proof vodka, ding!
For the most part worked, I've tamed it, beat it back, regained my composure, back to a normal human being. It tries to rear up again here & there, but I swat it back again, knowing though that in the back of my mind I'm going to have to do something a bit more drastic, it's only a matter of time, I will somehow eventually need to see... a dentist. NO!!! ...yes.
Anyway, so that was a long winded yet descriptive rant I wanted to pull out of my noggin, put more simply I could have also stated; I had a toothache, it really sucked, the end.
