everyone brings shit to the table. they can bring a lot of other things, laughter, honesty, fun, friendship, but everyone also brings shit to the table. for friends, family, and lovers, you put up with it because, well, you love them, and their shit is a small price to pay for their company. besides, they put up with the shit you brought to the table. however, there comes a time when you are tired or angry or stressed, and you just can't take the shit being on your table anymore- that's when problems start to manifest.
i bring all this up because, apparently, my mouth is a biological example of the above theory. imagine a dentist's office. look around until you see one of those comically big models of a molar. look at the crown, like an ivory tarp suspended and pressed down in the middle to create an enamel landscape. imagine cusping the edge and rolling the side the twin tails that are the roots. but wait: while the first root is fine- a long white tendril... the other curiously ends about halfway down in a malformed stub. now, normally, this is not a problem- presumably, my body has taken the shit that this particular moral brings to the table for 17-19 years, but last night things changed.
we all know about dental pain, so i won't waste time describing it. it was enough to get me to go to the dentist today (who was kind enough to show me an xray of my quasimodo molar). the problem, he said, was that while the protective tooth covering ended, the nerve ending formed exactly the way they were supposed to- which is to say, they are exposed. this is not a problem most of the time. then he asked me if i'd been getting enough sleep or was under stress. sigh, i've been complaining to my coworkers for 2 weeks now that my sleep schedule is screwed up now that spring has sprung (nothing new there- i just sleep less and less as the days get long), and of course there is the stress of dealing with children (socially acceptable sociopaths that they are), and of course, the emotional drain of being the 'other'.
"that's it!!!" said my mouth, "i can't take this shit any more!!! just who do you think you are having an exposed root in this jawline?" so after however many years of having this tooth, i guess enough was enough- still it sucks that intellectual and emotional overloading caused a toothache so bad i could only get a few hours of sleep.
tonight: loads of advil.
stress reduction took a severe hit when i got a call from the bank saying asking to verify some charges. $650 to some computer software company and $1.50 to red cross or something. sigh again, looks like my check card info is out there somewhere. thank god they were greedy enough to put a huge debit on an account that i almost never use. the bank reversed the charges and is going to cancel the card. suck on that fraud mongers!!! plus, while i don't give to the red cross, it seems that passing along .23% of your stolen money isn't exactly an inspirational act of charity. oh well, thankfully he tried for the whole enchilada instead of trying to milk me dry.
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