I had emergency oral surgery today to remove an infected molar. This was ten times worse that having impacted wisdom teeth removed 20+ years ago in college. For 4-5 hours after surgery there wasn't enough Vicodin in the world to stop what felt like electricity moving through a nerve in my face. All this got me thinking - dental issues had to be the top reason for suicide in pre-modern medicine times. I can't imagine dealing with that kind of unending blinding pain in a sod house on the prairie.
And now, now, back to truly bizarre dreams thanks to narcotics.
yikes! hope it at least becomes more tolerable!