I am going a little bit insane with what appears to be a toothache. I have escaped the legendary pain of a toothache until 5 days ago, though I have heard it described in the worst possible terms throughout my life. I thought with sympathy of those who described the pain, as it appears to render the sufferer capable of poetic and graphic levels of imagery which terrified me in their descriptions. There was something about the brilliance of description which suggested that a toothache produced a pain worthy of note; an inspirational level of pain.
I'm now at the point of going Peig Sayers on it with leeches, or of attempting to fashion a poultice at the very least. Failing that, was it Robinson Crusoe who was marooned on an island or something who resorted to twine and a door to pull a tooth? If I knew which tooth was the culprit, I'd knock myself out trying that method too at this point. Nothing has been ruled out.
Fuck!!!!!!!! This pain is horrendous! What's worse is that I know that I have codeine here somewhere but can I fuck find it!