... toothache, in other words - according to Scotland'sNational Bard, Rabbie Burns. And he was spot-on THERE!
MINE began on Friday ... with a few twinges. By the next day, it had escalated ... despite doping myself up on painkillers at intervals throughout the ensuing 24 hours [odd that an onslaught of this magnitude invariably happens at weekends - when there never seem to be any dentists on call!].
Yesterday was an absolute nightmare - with me stumbling along like some kind of zombie most of the time, having barely slept at all for two nights. Plus I'd developed a large abscess to reinforce this impression. I resembled the one-eyed gunner, in fact and, with my right cheek swollen and all puffed-up I was, as they say in these parts, "No' boannie!".
But thankfully, I managed to be seen as a dental emergency first thing this morning, and was provided with high-strength antibiotics (Amoxicillin 3 g sachets) to be taken in two doses and shall return again early tomorrow for assessment and further treatment.
It would be fair to say, I've never before experienced such a prolonged period of pain without relief. It's something I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy - if I had one (which, hopefully, I don't!). "The hell o' a' diseases", right enough!.
Originally Posted by Win2Win
! I remember getting hit there once with a particularly hard snowball 
... excruciating!
, guys. I guess I'm lucky with the dentist I have ... when he saw me this morning his first words, on seeing my swollen face were: Wow ... that's a beauty you've got THERE, eh!? An altogether different - and welcome - approach from the archetypal, grim looking practitioners of my childhood; 
... which calls to mind the old 
which goes something like this:
i could feel the pressure under the tooth and i wanted it to pop so much, in fact i called mr potato head due to the swelling 
