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Pain Tour 2012!

Wow what a wild time it's been these last two weeks. My body has decided to FLIP out and wreak havoc and show me the extent of human suffering in multiple facets. THANKS BODY! I was even feeding you expensive organic blueberries and this is what I get? :/
Last weeks horrible abdominal pains have led me to make an appointment (read $$$ appointment) at my doctors office on Monday morning to get some tests done for PCOS...polycystic ovarian syndrome, respectively. The pains have subsided just enough to focus on the other wonderful thing thats been going on....my old friend TOOTHIE decided to abcess on me out of the blue and I can't even explain in words the amount of horrendous suffering that is. Even vicodin didn't touch the pain and in fact I woke up nauseous and puked because the pain was so intense. EW! Sorry. I should have warned you I was going to write like a 12 year old boy.
A trip to the dentist yesterday revealed that a tooth that already had a root canal done and was crowned now needs to be retreated this very morning. Root Canal Part 2 electric boogaloo! Breaking through my crown I paid lots of money for to clean the site and get rid of the infection that is now seeped into my face spaces. I have  a puffy left cheek which is no bueno.
Dental surgery at 8am. Missing 2 days of work on my last week. $1, 600 estimate on todays procedure. No insurance. No work next month.
Am I a happy camper?
Maybe after this tooth is fixed I'll be a slightly happier camper and can figure out the $$$ end of things with a clear head. I know I can. Im well versed at adventures in unemployment after all.
No rest for these paintbrushes.
TAKE CARE OF YOUR HEALTH UNINSURED PEOPLES!
Me and listerine are going to be BFF's from here on out. Wish me luck- dental parties are so not fun.
(TIP: Before a procedure make sure to tell the treating doctor you have NO INSURANCE...most places will deduct 20-30% off and do payment plans. Dont forgo treatment because of no insurance, it could make things worse in time if you dont get treated)

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