Toothache...

Oh my god!!!

When people have said in the past that the worst pain is toothache i've never really understood what they meant until yesterday...

It started about a month ago when I cracked my wisdom tooth, I meant to make a dentist appointment but forgot and cause it didn't hurt...

Well anyway, yesterday late morningish I started to get this ache and it got progressively worse throughout the day, so much that I resorted to Parecetomol and whisky when I got home, worked on and off but was still in alot of pain.

This morning I woke up at 6am in the most excrutiating pain I have ever experienced. It wasn't pleasant!!! Unable to get through to the dentist, I resorted to my Dr's where the nice lady gave me painkillers and antibiotics.

Mat came round to see if I was okay (ah bless him) and was still pissed, tremendous!!! After they all got back from the pub last night (I never went due to to the immense pain, have I mentioned that it really hurt??) Dave and Mat drank 3/4's of a bottle of vodka. Dave woke up face down in the garden at around 8, to the sight of Martin laughing at him.

Anyway, the painkillers work, which is fantastic however they work so well that I can't stay awake. It was my godsons birthday party today which I couldn't go to cause I couldn't drive on the tablets so instead I watched England get beaten (boo hoo hoo) well I say watched, fell asleep during the 2nd half and woke up just as just as MOTD finished! Still by the sounds of it, it was probably for the best...