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State of the Saph: The back of my mouth has a dry socket big enough to lose car keys in, or something, and it's not healing right. All the trauma to my gum and jaw during surgery ('cause I have a very small mouth) is pulling the gums away from my back molar. It's leaving part of the root exposed. To things like pain. The hole itself is practically an inch long, and maybe a quarter of an inch wide, and maybe half an inch or more deep, running alongside and behind my back molar. It's a freaking crevasse in my jaw.
And it's packed full of gauze soaked in oil of cloves AGAIN. For the second time. EVERYTHING tastes like cloves. Everything tastes disgusting. And the oral surgeon guy was all "Just one didn't seem to help last time. We'll fit three in here this time." And it HURTS like nobody's business. And I had to work until 5:45 tonight, then drive thirty miles home instead of the usual five, since I was sent to Malvern instead of being in town today. And today was an exceedingly busy day at that branch, of course. And everyone was busy enough that I had trouble getting the supervisor to initial the checks I had to cash that were over my limit (since they foolishly stuck a person who can only cash checks up to $500 on the drive-through window on a Friday, the day everyone and their dog gets their paychecks), and then customers complained of slow service and having to wait.
Being in a new branch, where everything is kept in a different place than it is at the other ones I've worked at, with everyone busy enough that they don't seem to have time to tell me how to work the encoder (which is, yet again, a new kind than the two kinds I'm familiar with) is not fun.
Also, on my feet all day. Scorching hot day. Skirt. Not a happy combination.
Also, through all this, I must be polite and cheery while HURTing like nobody's business.
I hurt. I ache. Oil of cloves seems to target the tastes of tea and coffee specifically to ruin. I've been spitting out bits of blood and debris all day, on and off.
Rar.
People I'm slowtiming with in Milliways, and people who are expecting me to do things I said I would get to in a timely manner regarding plot? I am sorry for being a flake. I cannot concentrate at all with this. I wasn't expecting this to drag on with so many complications. Augh.
-saph
And it's packed full of gauze soaked in oil of cloves AGAIN. For the second time. EVERYTHING tastes like cloves. Everything tastes disgusting. And the oral surgeon guy was all "Just one didn't seem to help last time. We'll fit three in here this time." And it HURTS like nobody's business. And I had to work until 5:45 tonight, then drive thirty miles home instead of the usual five, since I was sent to Malvern instead of being in town today. And today was an exceedingly busy day at that branch, of course. And everyone was busy enough that I had trouble getting the supervisor to initial the checks I had to cash that were over my limit (since they foolishly stuck a person who can only cash checks up to $500 on the drive-through window on a Friday, the day everyone and their dog gets their paychecks), and then customers complained of slow service and having to wait.
Being in a new branch, where everything is kept in a different place than it is at the other ones I've worked at, with everyone busy enough that they don't seem to have time to tell me how to work the encoder (which is, yet again, a new kind than the two kinds I'm familiar with) is not fun.
Also, on my feet all day. Scorching hot day. Skirt. Not a happy combination.
Also, through all this, I must be polite and cheery while HURTing like nobody's business.
I hurt. I ache. Oil of cloves seems to target the tastes of tea and coffee specifically to ruin. I've been spitting out bits of blood and debris all day, on and off.
Rar.
People I'm slowtiming with in Milliways, and people who are expecting me to do things I said I would get to in a timely manner regarding plot? I am sorry for being a flake. I cannot concentrate at all with this. I wasn't expecting this to drag on with so many complications. Augh.
-saph
