I've not only been a pretty slack blogger, but I'm becoming a whining blogger as well! In my defence, I've been in a lot of pain -- emotional, of course, because I had to leave Italy on Wednesday. But physical as well, as my tooth crisis has become pretty ugly.
It seems that what happened is that an old root canal has gone bad and created a raging infection in one tooth (although it feels as if my entire head has caught fire.) Next Tuesday, the root canal will be repeated and what joy that will bring. Seriously. Anything to end this ugly chapter.
I've actually been hugely fortunate, when you think about it. The pain didn't begin until my last night in my beloved Umbria, really just two nights before I was returning to Canada anyway. My dentist saw me the morning after I returned (I was up at the crack of dawn -- amazing how pain can cut right through jet lag) and she was able to get me in to see an endodontist almost immediately. So, treatment has been pretty quick.
Between the pain and my experiments with Italian OTC medications, I was pretty ill by Wednesday night. Fortunately, I had an entire row of seats to myself on the flight back, so I could sprawl in some comfort and pop painkillers nonstop. Thanks to Shelagh and Chiocciola, who commented on an earlier post explaining that Italian Panadol is akin to Tylenol. It isn't very strong, but a few boxes worth got me through the last day or two in Italy.
Unfortunately, I did find the Italian version of Advil and also confirmed that I am, in fact, allergic to Advil (and its Italian counterpart.) I spent the night before my flight home horribly congested, wheezy and sneezing my head off. But it did stop the tooth pain.
I am finding it hard to concentrate on much else right now, but once the fog clears, there are so many wonderful experiences from Italy that I'm anxious to blog about. Here are just a few things I'd like to write about, soon:
1. Bologna is an interesting city, and the medieval museum very cool and boasts some remarkable medieval tombs of its greatest university doctors, or docents. My photo above is from a tomb that had wonderful representations of this docent's students, in positions and gestures that ring so true! I gather that this was one of the conventions of the day, that great professors would be honoured with beautifully carved tombs depicting the docent and his students, in forms as life-like as possible!
2. My visits to Padova and Venice were wonderful, even if only for a day.
3. My night at the opera in Bologna, surrounded by highly critical (and highly vocal) opera buffs who had very strong feelings about the performance -- and refused to believe that I couldn't really join in their ongoing, Italian conversations.
4. Another fascinating cooking class in Umbria with Letizia.
5. A beautiful, and far too short, visit with Mary and her family at Genius Loci.
6. A very cool and incredibly atmospheric medieval festival in Bevagna.
7. Shopping for more wonderful ceramics and tapestries in Umbria! True works of art that I'm so privileged to have found.