oof, no dental school in this town lol. Oxford, Leeds, London, Manchester, Liverpool. Birmingham. Sheffield.

The problem has seemingly got a little worse. Now when I close my teeth together the first thing that makes contact is this damn tooth, which means something under it is swelling. Not a lot, mind you. Come to think of it, I remember one of the fillings that got done when they didn't pull the half dead wisdom tooth took a week or so to adjust to being suddenly a little taller from the filling, so it's fractions of a millimetre.

I miss the Balkans. I would have already got this fixed. I would have had easy access to get ventolin to get through the allergy problem.

Oh well.

I'm just sorta hoping that the tooth will just decide to eject and I'll be able to just pluck it out with my fingers. Problem is I don't think the root is damaged, that all of this is just from nerves exposed via absurd amounts of citric acid on potato crisps.

Eating a breakfast burrito just before, very difficult to avoid tweaking the damn tooth, and grinding food with the molars on the opposite side.

idk what I'm gonna do about this, at this point, it's just utterly erasing my ability to think for long enough to start forming a plan for the current refactoring task I have to do.