THIS IS SADNESS. And I know this about the good top teeth and slightly funny bottom ones. Mine are like this too. Except lately the bottom ones are movin away from slightly funny and into worse overlapping, which I do not like.
How do you know that they're coming in? I mean, can you feel them under there?
I am paranoid about these wisdom teeth things. I mean, it seems like most people have to have them taken out, and with big, mouth sawing surgery too. It'd be different (though still horrible) if it was just a yanking thing, but when they're under other ones, this doubtful.
I hates these teef issues. Idk what I'm going to do about mine, especially because it's become a rather emergent thing now that it's all cracked and absessed and pus-y (yeah, if you try to double the last consonant in that to add the 'y', you get a totally different word), because I don't want to go back to the lady who blew me off when I first told her (okay, the receptionist) about the problem, because that could hurt my chances of getting anything if by chance I actually go through with this lawyering thing. I mean, it's easy enough to explain that it was an emergency and I didn't have time to shop around for somebody else close by that took my insurance, but there's still that "You felt like you recieved a sub-standard quality of care and yet returned?" factor.
When I start cross-examining myself in my head about a theoretical law thing, you know the infection's spread to my brain. Or that it's 4am and I fail at sleeping because I'm all switched around again. Possibly both.
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Date: 2008-01-28 10:13 am (UTC)How do you know that they're coming in? I mean, can you feel them under there?
I am paranoid about these wisdom teeth things. I mean, it seems like most people have to have them taken out, and with big, mouth sawing surgery too. It'd be different (though still horrible) if it was just a yanking thing, but when they're under other ones, this doubtful.
I hates these teef issues. Idk what I'm going to do about mine, especially because it's become a rather emergent thing now that it's all cracked and absessed and pus-y (yeah, if you try to double the last consonant in that to add the 'y', you get a totally different word), because I don't want to go back to the lady who blew me off when I first told her (okay, the receptionist) about the problem, because that could hurt my chances of getting anything if by chance I actually go through with this lawyering thing. I mean, it's easy enough to explain that it was an emergency and I didn't have time to shop around for somebody else close by that took my insurance, but there's still that "You felt like you recieved a sub-standard quality of care and yet returned?" factor.
When I start cross-examining myself in my head about a theoretical law thing, you know the infection's spread to my brain. Or that it's 4am and I fail at sleeping because I'm all switched around again. Possibly both.