Went to a good dentist on Kings Highway, on emergency basis. First time I had full anesthesia: as soon as I counted to 20, I woke up disoriented, for some reason dancing on one place and trying to concentrate my gaze...and then I was told it was successful and over. Got my antibiotics, help from parents with transport and food, finally back home with a bandage in my teeth. The bleeding is almost completely stopped, I feel much better, and pain medications are working great. It was a good day after all. Hopefully, I won't wake up with doubled cheek the next morning. Amen.
P.S. I have a feeling cocksucking lords of ever-fucked characters will be going to shake my other teeth now to get some resources...I don't know if there is a point to get bridges... could be a waste of money... Oh, well, it's that time of history...what can anyone do?
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