Then I remembered that I still had some liquid Vicodin left over from my DS surgery. I found it right away in my nightstand. There wasn't much in there. I took a tablespoon and sat back down on the couch and waited. Within 15 minutes the pain started ebbing and within the hour it was down from a 9 to about a 4, more like a punch in the face than an ice pick. *exhale* And I had the new dentures in my mouth to keep the swelling down. I was spitting blood and I woke up with blood on my face and my pillowcase.
I woke up about 3 am to use the bathroom, then suddenly remembered where my phone charger was (my old purse--I changed to a different purse), and plugged it in. I'd been using R's, but he needed it more as he was driving to the coast to start his longshoreman job. (He texted about 5pm and said he was beat. I'm guessing he'll stay over. I don't know if there are more ships this week or not.)
So here's a sorta bad/dark photo of the teeth: