Well, this is a blatant 'poor me' post.
Why? Because it looks like I'm facing a weekend of pain.
Last night (why do these things always happen at night?) a tooth that's waiting to have a crown fitted suddenly decided to erupt into deep, throbbing pain. So, this morning, I phone my dentist. The nice receptionist says he doesn't work on Fridays.
Okay. Deep breath. I began ringing around all the dentists in the area, and finally found a private practice that would see me. He was very pleasant and helpful, but obviously couldn't do much because this was an emergency appointment, he had other patients waiting, and I'm someone else's patient.
The good news is that he gave me some antibiotics (my first ever!) and said they'd help with any infection that's causing the pain. The bad news is that they take 24-48 hours to start working.
So wish me luck trying to get to sleep tonight, and tomorrow night, and trying to concentrate at choir rehearsal this evening, and trying to enjoy the theatre with my friends tomorrow evening, and being sociable with my sister and family on Sunday...
Yvonne
