My checkup last Thursday determined that my gums were healing fast, of course, I had no idea how my good dentist could say such a thing since (at that time) it felt like the pain was increasing exponentially. By the third day, I was getting up from bed twice during the night just to gobble up more painkillers. And I only had minor swelling (wasn't even noticeable), I shudder at the thought of dealing with swollen gums the size of mumps infections as well.
It's not as if this was more painful than my dreaded migraine attacks, those only make me think of killling myself while this thing makes me want to go out on a killing spree and share my suffering with a multitude of people, the more the better. No wonder you get advised to go on leave or something and lie low for a while after this kind of surgery. Prevents bloody massacres in the streets.
Even had an early morning fight with my mom last Friday. I still maintain that I was right but the pointless argument wouldn't have happened in the first place if I hadn't woken up to a bloody annoying toothache (accdg. to my painkiller's indication, it's called dental ache). Rewarded myself with a slice of carrot cake for lunch. It went with a basket of fries but it seems that my jaws had not fully recovered from the trauma so that I didn't even get to finish 1/2 of it. Incapacity to chew french fries is downright pathetic. x.X
I will strive to be functional again next week and, to be on the safe side, I will be bringing a pocketful of drugs everywhere I go.