Sorry for the disjointed rambling… it’s late here.
About two years ago I chipped my tooth while working at a local convenience store. The job being second rate and all, I didn’t have any sort of dental coverage to fix it and the job I got after quitting that one is only part time, so I still don’t have insurance. Or, in other words, it’s still chipped and oftentimes is a bitch.
Tonight it started acting up while I was lying in bed and trying to fall asleep. I tried ignoring it but it felt like I had a little demon inside my tooth poking at my raw nerves with his red hot trident. I couldn’t get comfortable and I wasn’t falling asleep anytime soon so I went to the bathroom to gargle… mouthwash sometimes helps dull the pain. Not tonight. I know I had to swish that putrid crap around my mouth for a good five minutes but my tooth kept throbbing.
Spitting out the rinse, I went to my room to grab what little was left of my Anbesol but after applying it, I found that even it didn’t work. Angered more than ever, I stomped into the kitchen where all the medicine is kept to grab some ibuprofen. Reaching into the darkened cabinet, I grabbed a bottle of what I presumed to be pain killers, opened it, grabbed two pills, and swallowed them dry… moments later realizing what I had just swallowed were a bit bigger than what I was used to.
Fearing the worst, I went to the dining room and turned on the light to see what it was I took; depakote… a thousand milligrams. Not really being sure what the medicine was for, I got online to ask someone, anyone, what it was and if I should be worried… I even IMed MTBochs, a bunch of good that did me… the useless bum didn’t know any more than I did but he did tell me to call the Poison Control Center which hadn’t even crossed my mind. I looked it up, called the operator and found out I was pretty much in the clear but not without having to fight back a bit of nausea at wondering just what the hell I might’ve gotten myself into for not being more careful.
Ugh… I’m a fucking moron.