unscathed (almost)

As good of a time as any, I guess. I had always thought I’d come away from it all with maybe some partially blackened lungs and a collapsed vein or two. I never envisioned actually having my teeth rot right out from my mouth (although this is one fairly common trait shared amongst opiate addicts.) […]

four down, five to go

The migraine of a lifetime and an experience I’m not all that anxious to repeat; over and hour for a single filling, two thirds of which had to be drilled out beforehand. The other three were a breeze and no more worse than the sting of the novacaine, but the first was bad and will […]

nine

I thought it would be worse. I thought it might be better. Nine cavities is damn near one for every year I neglected to take myself to the dentist; a small price to pay for the amount of abuse I’ve dished out to this poor body of mine. Fifteen-hundred dollars is another story. Where I’ll […]

the green that isn't grass

I have a cavity. Three days now with this persistent toothache and itâ€™s not looking like its going to go away by itself. Itâ€™s been at least 10 years since Iâ€™ve been to a dentist, and Iâ€™m up late at night at the thought of going to one now. Sixteen teeth have been pulled from […]

how the green grass grows

Seasons always fuck with my head. When winter decides to make an appearance, I think of dope. When summer comes along, I think about the heat (and dope.) Spring. Fall. Dope. Dope. This buprenorphine trip really isn’t all that bad, but don’t let it fool you; its not without cost. Sure, kicking the junk is […]