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It started with popcorn. One innocent crunch, one heroic kernel, and suddenly my molar filed a formal complaint with HR.
Every sip of water felt like tiny electricians tap-dancing inside my skull yelling, “WE STRIKE AT DAWN.”
Dental pain is the only drama where your face looks calm but your soul is screaming. If you’ve ever chewed on the wrong side like a cautious raccoon, welcome to the club.
Inside each tooth is pulp—a tiny apartment full of nerves and blood vessels.
Cavities, cracks, gum infection, or sinus pressure irritate that pulp.
Because teeth live in rigid enamel condos, there’s no room to swell. Inflammation builds and the nerves scream.
Cold, hot, sweet, pressure—everything hits the nerve, and your brain declares a face emergency.
Teeth are introverts. Ignore them and they scream at 3 a.m. Love them, clean them, and visit a dentist before your molar starts charging rent.