So I got up a bit early this morning, headed over to my dentist and had a cast taken of my mouth and ran said cast and my existing bridge over to a technician. Then I, well, took a nap. 'cause I didn't want to go anywhere without my bridge.

Then I went to see my oral surgeon, who removed the troublesome root with a broken post that has consistently failed to hold onto a cap. Said surgeon had only planned an extraction today, but felt confident enough to put the implant in now instead of waiting three months for a bone graft to settle in.

Then I headed over to the drugstore to fill my 'scrips. I actually got some speedy service, which I attribute to (a) being there in the middle of the afternoon and (b) having arrived, holding an icepack to my face, with a pair of prescriptions for painkillers and antibiotics.

I went home, filled an icebag (because the gel coldpack takes a few hours to recharge) and headed back to my dentist, who was able to give me my bridge back.

This all got me home at about when I would have gotten back from work. Now I am home, limited to soft foods, applying icepacks at half hour intervals and waiting for bedtime.

Fairly productive day, actually.