Saturday 15 December 2007

....or maybe not

Perhaps I spoke to soon. Rachael tells methis morning that last night was "The Worst Night Ever". And I slept through the whole thing, knocked out be some pretty hefty antibiotics I'm on for an infection in my elbow.

Don't know what else to say, so here's one of my favourite recent pictures.

My new friends
Look at this face. Who'd have thought nights could be so hard?

2 comments:

Milo said...

Hey, A - I know those new teeth can rock your world. When I'm going through it, I always wake up and scream, too. You might ask your parents for a little infant Tylenol (or whatever you Brits call it - paracetamol, maybe?). When I am miserable and can't sleep because of my teeth, my parents give me half of the dose for my weight class, and then the other half later if I'm in REALLY bad shape. It makes my teeth feel soooooo much better. Try to take it easy on your parents, too, okay?

Ainsworth said...

I don't know what it is exactly, Milo, but they've tried stuff like that. I haven't decided if it makes me feel any better yet.