Published: December 14th 2024, 12:10:51 am
A little life update here. Didn't want to mix upcoming art posts with sad news like this.
I apologize for the absence, the month started very rough for me as I underwent probably the worst and most stressful dental procedure in my life.
Usually I'm pretty neglecting when it comes to toothache problems, I endure it with painkillers as long as I can and go to doctor only in the very end when my condition gets simply unbearable. This time I decided to be more diligent and punctual and treat the tooth after the first slight pangs of pain before it haven't got really bad, just to make my December less miserable, deal with it fast and have time to work on all the Christmas art plans but no, this tooth removal thing still turned into a total time waster.
My tooth was removed one week ago at December 5.
First two days were okay, I felt weak and powerless but it felt like a normal reaction to all the stress my body underwent.
The third day was even better, I felt myself on my steady way to recovery.
But Sunday got turned into a pure nightmare. I woke up with my mouth full of thick clotted blood, it's not like I violated some rules like ate something hot or hard, took a hot bath or exercised, I was just sleeping! I don't know what went wrong but I was bleeding from my gum ALL. THE FUCKING. DAY. Whatever I tried, I just couldn't stop it. I was sure I can stop it, putting ice to my cheek and holding it for hours, took pills that enhance blood clotting, biting a hydrogen peroxide soaked cotton pad, no use. I tried to call my dental clinic as they said if anything go wrong I can come without signing for an appointment and they'll treat it for free. But then I remembered they don't work at Sunday. So I endured it for entire day, foolishly hoping I can stop it. But the bleeding didn't stop all day and it didn't stop all night. I barely ate anything, didn't have any sleep and lost a big amount of blood, I felt so terribly drained but at least I finally reached the time when I could go to the clinic.
At Monday morning I rushed to the clinic as soon as possible, they put hemostatic sponge in my gum and fixed it with a tamponage. It was okay for a while but when it reached the late night it started bleeding again. Not as badly as before, I even managed to have a somewhat proper sleep but still it was a constant bleeding.
Waking up at Tuesday I tried to stop it for a couple hours with ice as it wasn't that severe but it didn't help. I was literally feeling the forming blood clot popping in my mouth three times as it couldn't handle the blood flow. I came to dental clinic again and this time they decided to make it serious (finally). They gave me anesthesia, put hemostatic sponges inside the gum again and stitched it all possible ways as strongly as they could.
It's three days since then and thankfully I'm not bleeding anymore. I'm still weak, I had really bad headaches and problems with sleep for a couple days, going to bed very early, waking up in the middle of the night after just few hours of sleep and trying to do something like breakfast and work, completely unable to put myself back to sleep again but then feeling sleepy again at 7-9 am. But now I'm finally feeling like getting back in a saddle.
It was a really shitty week thrown to waste, especially considering Christmas coming so close, I have only 10 days to do at least something holiday related and today I only managed to finish the commission which is gonna be posted right now. Before I finished it, all I could do is mess around with pixel art little by little, that's the only thing that is no-brainer enough for me to do regardless of my condition when I'm tired and stressed so thankfully I have a bit more stuff to offer you besides this commission art but this is not what I was supposed to do during Christmas season.
Sorry again and hoping for your understanding. This is obviously not the way I wanted to spend those 7 days myself. It's been almost 20 days since I posted anything in socials and I'm really sick of this stagnation and silence, sick of my creative self not getting the attention it needs and sick of simply not working.