Yes, I know I have been Lax on my posting. Some of it is that there hasn’t been that much going on. Honestly, the last few weeks have run together. The big thing that has happened is not really a good thing. I had to go to the Dentist. Anyone who has been reading this blog for a while knows I hate going to the dentist. Having done the whole military thing with the military dentists that like to practice on young airmen, I grew a serious aversion to anything dental. Well, I had a tooth that started bothering me, a lot. So I looked around and found a dentist that is nice, helpful, and inexpensive. He and his staff have great personalities, they know about my fears and work with me on them.
It turns out that I did need a root canal on this one tooth (number 19 if that means anything). As much as I hate the process, I knew it was needed so we started. The first appointment was to check out the tooth, and discover that it needed the procedure. The next appointment was the actual root canal. Except that it was discovered that the tooth had a total of four canals. It would take another appointment to finish up. In the second appointment something bad happened. A file got broken off. Try as he might, my dentist couldn’t retrieve it. I understand the nature of a root canal so I know these things happen. He referred me to a specialist to have the file removed. (So at this point, one tooth has had 2 hours of work.)
Thursday I went to se this “Specialist”. My guard had been let down from having been to my dentist for a while and going in I felt fine. While I was under the drill I tried to find out how the process was going and the only communication I got back was “Wow, you are impatient”. She spent 2 hours using this drill that had a bit on it about 2-3 inches long, and I swear that she ran it to the hilt. It made the most horrible noise on the face of the earth. After all of that, there were some issues with the billing and they charged me out the tooth for the procedure! I am working with my dentist to see if they can work something out with the other and they are being very helpful. I haven’t had an experience like that since the military.
So that was on Thursday. The rest of Thursday and Friday even was fine. When I woke up on Saturday morning I felt a little ache. I figured it was normal for a tooth area that had been worked on so much. This is why my dentist gave me pain meds in the first place. By the end of Saturday, it felt like my head had been in a vice all day and someone was giving it a quarter turn every 10min. I was taking every pain med I had on hand and I still wanted to cry. We aren’t talking the “Ow that hurts” sort of pain, we are talking the deep down bone wrenching “Oh dear god can I chop off my head” pain. By the end of the day I wanted to curl up and cry…..and that was while I was ON the meds.
Sunday was marginally better. I managed to get up and do some work around the house. Then I spent some time down at the comic shop with my laptop working on homework. After all of this, I still have two more appointments for that tooth. The crown process starts next week.
Ugh, time for more meds.
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