Here I sit. The left side of my face frozen from novacaine. The back of my head and the right of my temple beginning to throb in a slow beat. boom. boom. boom.
Dental work sucks.
I’m starving and can’t eat.
I’d be able to eat if I could feel my lips. Or my tongue. Or my throat.
but I can’t. so I sit. the left side of my face frozen from novacaine. the back of my head and the right of my temple beginning to throb in a slow beat. boom. boom. boom.