Tooth Pains :(

My tooth has gotten significantly worse so today (Friday) we hopped on a flight back to Paris and headed straight to the American Hospital of Paris to get me some antibiotics. I thought everything would be fine and dandy as long as I got some meds, but since this will be my third dose of antibiotics - all for the same reoccurring infection - the doctor told me that my body is getting use to them and will not be able to fight off the infection for much longer. The only options are either to wait it out until the end of my trip and hope it doesn’t come back (although it probably will) or get a root canal as soon as I can. I didn’t want to make any rash decision so I went to the pharmacy to get my prescription and weighed my options carefully.

I spent the afternoon is Mark’s apartment doing laundry and packing for my upcoming trips while Dad caught up on his sleep at the hotel. All three of us then met up at the hotel for dinner and drinks while listening to the live Blues Rock act that was performing that night. After a long day of all of us, we decided to call it a night. Mark went back to his apartment and Dad and I went upstairs. I climbed into bed and fell asleep hoping that my body will soon fix itself up and I won’t have to cut my trip short.


Xoxo
Alexis