Man vänjer sig.

I have stopped bleeding and can safely eat and drink again, provided I chew on the right side of my mouth. I won't give you any details, seeing as some of you are probably sweating and shivering at the mere thought of the dentist, but it was a mostly painless, if rather nasty, experience. When I could examine my extracted 2-8, I could plainly see that it was not at all in good shape and would probably have started making my life miserable before too long...

But anyway I was well enough to go to work afterwards. It's not bad: as I said yesterday, I have a room of my own, rather small though it is, and even if it only faces a boring backyard at least I have a window I can look out through and even open if it gets too hot here. I've brought my Vernon's Tea Maker and a couple of jars of proper tea, so I won't have to live on Earl Grey teabags, and I might bring some personal possessions. My phone has been assigned an extension, I have my keycard so I can get in without ringing the bell, my project manager (it will be some days before I can take that role myself) says she's very happy with my speed and accuracy... Things are looking well.

Next I'll check with the admin if it's OK to install iTunes, or if it's against work policies.