I now seem to still be in agony because of my teeth and am waiting here with my family for a call back from NHS 24. Yes, it's 12.30am and I'm also stuck in Scotland away from my own dental services. I'm really not sure what's going to happen but the painkillers that were barely helping seem to have entirely worn off again.
The only thing I know is that I'll be trying to see the doctor and dentist on Monday as I really think I've worn myself into the ground somehow and feel like the suspected throat infection is moving down to my chest. Oh the joy.
I promise to keep you all updated on the fun that are my awful teeth!