Extraction

Yesterday I pulled my teeth out and it was violent.

I watched it all happen, he yanked and yanked and I started to cry, not because it hurt, I was well anaesthetized. I cried in anticipation of the pain that would emanate from the trauma site for the next few weeks.

I feared the loss of this tooth. I needed to take it out though, there was an abscess I’d been bearing for four months, because the tooth was infected. You see that tooth was beautiful once, but then the core of it fell out. It became a shell, it turned a blue-ish hue. Unrecognizable.

How do I get rid of this pain. How do I get rid of this pain? Now that I’ve done it, I often wonder whether the pain of the infection was easier to bear.

Aftercare

Everywhere hurts. No one can see the pain I’m in. At night instead of sleeping I loop memories of the violence. Hopefully I will fill it again, the giant hole in my mouth that reminds me of something missing. Hopefully I will fill it again, with something that will never quite be the real thing. Hopefully I will fill it again, and it will do.