Sometimes, you have to admit when you're licked.
Sunday I started having some tooth pain. With my particular set of choppers, this wasn't unusual. Sometimes they hurt. Sometimes small abscesses form, but usually I can rupture them pretty quick and easy.
But this was not to be one of those times. By Sunday night I was sobbing from the pain, something I have never, ever done in my life. Alex held me tightly and murmured "You've gotta call a dentist, this has gotta stop." And he was right.
Long story short I'm on antibiotics and due to have the offending tooth pulled next week. Because sometimes there's pain you can't hold on through. You have to deal with the problem or it'll never stop hurting. There are times you'll have to just admit that you're beat and get help.
It felt like an important lesson.
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