Have you ever seen the movie Drumline?
It made me want to be a black man. Don’t laugh, I saw that movie and thought how much fun would it be to go to some southern school and play a drum at the football games. This is probably because I actually went to most of the football games at my university, so I have a natural affinity for all movies that include a football scene.
There is just something about the sounds of the games, even if you’re miles away; you can hear the pounding of the big bass drums thundering away, the crack of drumsticks on the edge of the snares, the ringing of the cymbals as they sit high above everything else as melodic punctuation.
Right now, there is a drum line in my head. And it’s making me just a touch nauseous. And I am so hungry, but it hurts to swallow because every time I constrict the muscles needed to swallow the drum line pulls some fancy change up to spell out the words “stupid bitch”. And of course I keep vomiting everything I eat because of all the blood that slid down my throat.
Oh, and as a side note, the reason why there is still so much blood, when he was pulling the last tooth there was a distinct crack and “oops”. Turns out the roots were left behind so he had to make all sorts of incisions to get far enough down to get to the roots. For some reason he didn’t put any packing in, he just gave me a supply of gauze and said to put one in if the bleeding didn’t stop and that it should be all set after ten minutes of pressure. I have already gone through that and another supply of gauze. I think the bleeding has stopped for the most part.
I miss my teeth, but the dentist let me keep them. He gave it to me in the cutest little box. A box that would perhaps, one day, be the perfect size to bring to a club with an energy supplement.
PS. I just called the dentist, this whole vomiting jello thing was getting to be too much, turns out I need to eat solid food (bread or mashed potatoes) before taking the medications, how am I suppose to eat solid foods when it already hurts to swallow liquids? Those kinds of instructions would have been really, you know helpful, on the side of the pill bottles.