Yes, alas and alack for me, it seems I’ve gotten to that age where the lessons learned in one’s formative years announce their progression into wisdom by the arrival of very large, very painful and wholly unnecessary teeth.

I’ve known about the tooth for some time, at least a few years, but thus far it hadn’t done anything. Little did I know it was lurking there, in the back of my mouth, plotting to make sure it could cause me the most pain when it finally came through. Last weekend it decided to make an experimental foray into the rest of my mouth. Oh and gods! It hurt like hell. The insidious tooth made eating painful to say the least, and almost impossible at some points.

So I dutifully sucked down paracetamol every four hours and pasted the tooth in question with insipid banana flavored bonjela, but it didn’t really help; the pain was in the very bones of my face, in my cheek bone making my ear hurt and in my jaw bones making the rest of my face hurt. The only good thing to come out of this so far has been the acquisition of Farley’s Rusks, bought because at the time, it was literally the only thing I could eat.

Just out of interest, I decided to search for ‘wisdom teeth’ on wikipedia, and got this:
Wikipedia wrote:
‘In Japanese, its name is Oyashirazu, literally meaning “unknown to the parents” from the idea that they erupt after a child has moved away from home.’
Maybe that’s why it’s suddenly making a break for it…

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