Work & Play, Photography & TravelApril 27, 2009 5:44 pm
Photography & Travel 10:05 am
It was good to talk photos at the wedding on Saturday…
If only I didn’t talk so much…
If only I wasn’t so keen on food…
If only I didn’t feel I think with my mouth…
First, it was a toothache I tried to ignore, and found myself tired out. Then I went to the dentist and decided I had to have the tooth extracted. Next, there was a vain attempt by a dentist to pull it out, only to discover it wouldn’t come and my bone was fractured. This led to hours of mouth open, while two dentists tied up three teeth with wire.
Last Tuesday, there was the shock of having a professor dentist @ Cork dental hospital wrench it out, and even more wire contraption stretched across my back, upper-left teeth. Followed by more painkillers, a wedding and the growth of a tongue ulcer from tiny to ping-pong size.
In other words, I haven’t been right for about three weeks. I’m fed up. My brain has been completely distracted by my mouth and its connectivities. Completely pissed off.
They say it’s good to let off steam, stop holding it all in, release the complaint.
OK, my name is Job.
