Let me just start by saying I'm fine now but I've had better weeks for sure. Last Sunday was a day of rest because I had the beginnings of what I thought to be a sinus infection with a sore cheek and teeth. Tuesday I had to teach one dance class and then go to Edinburgh to perform and I thought I was doing OK and could handle it. As I was about to start my class I had the most excruciating pain that brought me to tears but I managed to finish class and get on my way to Edinburgh. My friend drove and during the drive there my agony came in waves. I soon realized that it was a mistake to go to the performance but we were on our way and she was the live accompaniment! I performed (still dealing with the waves of pain but surprisingly not while I was dancing) and in the end didn't go out for the finale. The ride home was another struggle so when we arrived back in Glasgow my friend took me to the ER. The doctor wasn't sure what was wrong with me and why pain medicine wasn't working so they told me to go to my GP.
The next morning was filled with moments of insane pain (with no real sleep until 5 am that morning) and during my visit with the doctor I had a sudden emergence of pain and started to cry. I think the doctor just thought I was having a breakdown and was telling me to calm down. I was having a breakdown! One caused by pain! And yes, I know he was trying to help but I have a sweet little 2 year old that I want to take care of but with this awful pain I was so overwhelmed and it was happening right then. He gave me some penicillin and referred me to the dental hospital so I pushed Soren in the buggy half way and then flagged a taxi. After getting to the right level and talking with the receptionist I found out that they were fully booked and I had another breakdown and started to cry. I made it home, grabbing a taxi (still dealing with the incredible soreness and starting to go crazy).
I got home and called Jason to come right then and by this time I was literally humming and crying. Somehow making noise was my way of dealing with the pain. I finally decided to take the penicillin and a miracle occurred. The pain started to subside. Jason got home and called the dental hospital and was able to make an after hours appointment for that night.
After all of this I found out that my wisdom tooth was trying to come through and causing a war in my mouth! The dentist (such a kind man) said that there is room for it to come in and that if the penicillin was working that I should keep using it until the pain subsided. It was counteracting an infection caused by the wisdom tooth. Many thanks to my doctor for the right prescription and and a special thank you to the Scottish biologist Alexander Fleming for discovering penicillin!
I think I'm officially fine now and am so very. truly, wonderfully grateful to be pain free!
. . .and it snowed last week and here are our little snowmen! We made two little guys--aren't they cute!