Such a day! I had 2 wisdom teeth taken out 2 weeks ago. (If you want to lose weight over the holidays, tooth extraction is guaranteed to keep you from overeating.) This morning found me back in the oral surgeon's chair; turns out I had a bit of bone that was trying to work its way out. He gave me a coupla shots of novocaine, winkled that thing outta there, and sent me on my merry way.
As luck (or Murphy) would have it, today was our second marathon rehearsal (9-4:30), and our last before moving into the theater. I showed up less than half an hour late (thank heaven for dental offices that open at 7 on Saturdays), still a bit numb, and dove right into the scene they were working when I walked in. As the anesthesia wore off, it started to feel as though the bit the doc removed had loosened a few smaller bits. Either it was just an illusion or the bits eventually worked themselves loose, because that sensation faded by the lunch break.
Than there was that dreaded fight sequence. During the second time we ran the show, I fell during that sequence and landed hard, squarely on my tailbone. =:o Maybe it was adrenaline, but I was able to pick myself up and continue as if nothing had happened. Later, though, it started to hurt, so that now I walk a little funny if I've been sitting still too long, and I'll probably have a nice bruise by tomorrow. If only I'd managed to fall on padding, not bone!
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