It was ten days ago I went to the dentist and got my jaw stabbed with the needle, and for some reason it's still sore. I don't think it's infected or anything, but it doesn't like to be opened very wide. My hypochondria insists that a bit of the needle broke off in there and is slowly working its way into my brain to kill me. What seems more likely is that I'm probably grinding my teeth in my sleep. I hope whatever it is clears up before April 19th, when I have to go in for the next appointment and stabbing.
Last day of March already. I remember few soggier months.