While the dentist did inform me that one of my front teeth has to come out, she did also prescribe a pile of opiate pain meds. Thanks to them, I'll be able to sleep tonight. Might be a few days before the antibiotic does it's dance, but at least I feel like it's on the mend.
So I'll be sporting the Alfred E. Neuman look for a bit. Thankfully, it turns out my dental insurance isn't half bad. I was prepared to drop a thousand dollars on this, and I am really happy I won't have to.
I'll be a bit more active when I can actually start chewing food again. Hurts enough that I don't feel terribly social lately.
Thanks for putting up with me in my opiate haze....