So, considering the nature of the injury that I’m dealing with has to to do with my mouth, telling the story in detail will require me talking.
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well here is the gist (jist?)
around 3 days ago My mouth started hurting a bit, I thought it was because I had brushed my teeth to hard. I didn’t think anything of it. I had to be on set for the next 2 days (post on that experience soon). And on set, I got picked..as you guessed it, the smoking guy.
The thing about Movie Sets, is that you don’t smoke real cigs. I had read about this in Mad Men, they smoke herbal cigs. I always thought that was the coolest thing ever. Let me strike that thought from the record. Let me go ahead and tell you that herbal smokeless cigs are the 2nd grossest thing I have ever put in my mouth. I would rather have T.O as a New England Patriot than have to smoke a herbal cig ever again. (Ok, I take that back, screw T.O.)
At any rate, these butts, not only tasted awful but the compounded my mouth irritation even further causing me to bleed from the front part of my mouth 3 times over the course of the 22 hours we were there over the course of 32 hours. But I sucked it up as much as possible, attributing it to smoking and long hours, standing next to creative geniuses like Aaron Sorkin and David Fincher, (oh i’m sorry i dropped those names, like a douchenozzle, let me pick em right up)
Anyhoo. The shoot ended and I was in a pretty significant amount of pain. But I went to work the next day. During the shift It got very very uncomfortable and the last thing I wanted to do was bleed while talking to someone. So i headed to the ER after work, around midnight. Today. Around Midnight. There I met the most inept, condescending Doctor I have ever met in my life. I can say this, in my old age, but this asshole was a 22 year old prick.
Basically he said that I had some irritation due to smoking and not brushing my teeth enough. Mind you I go through a tube of toothpaste every few weeks.
ALSO! he alluded that I was using needles and drugs! He asked me if I was still using recreational drugs, since it was on my medical record, and I responded, not for a few years, to which he responded “So you’re no longer using needles?” WHAT!
i thought recreational drugs meant weed, which i took part of in college. recreational drugs i thought meant FUN! not heroin. So this harvard med school jag off is looking at me like I’m trying to score some vicodin at 1 am in chinatown and decides to send me away with some mouthwash and tylenol.
Cool, i think, he’s a doctor, he says it’s not that bad.
I get home, take my mouthwash and tylenol and go to bed with a throbbing mouth.
7am: I wake up with what seems to be some phlegm in my throat. I grab a cup off my nightstand a groggily go to spit it out. It’s not phlegm. It’s coagulated blood. WTF.
I walk to to the bathroom and a begin to spew blood into the sink. Now I’m pissed for 2 reasons. One. This shit hurts…a lot. Two. fuck Dr. Ivy league and his assholedness.
I rush back to the ER for visit number 2 in 8 hours!
There I see a real doctor, she takes one look at my mouth and tells me it’s my wisdom teeth acting up, gives me percocet and prescribes penicillin. I take both and 8 hours later I am feeling 1000% better. I will set up the surgery in the next few weeks. But A. god bless the second doctor. B. I never thought I’d meet the worst doctor in the world, but I did, and I hope I never ever have to count on his judgemental ass ever again.
Off to work.
Love you all. (except for you mr. pretentious doctor man. Not everyone is a drug addict.)








