Well folks, this will be short today because I am doped up. I finally went to the dentist yesterday about my teeth since I broke a filling and lost part of a tooth a week ago Friday!!! I have been so busy and with the snow and everything, I just could not seem to get in to the dentist. Well, now I need a root canal in addition to a crown, and I am scheduled to see a specialist (endodontist) on Thursday at 9:30 am. So I am going to be doped up a bit this week and taking antibiotics until I can get this tooth fixed. I was fine while I was writing my email but all of a sudden that hydrocodone haze has descended and I know that I am getting loopy!!! It's almost time to get the girls up and I feel like I am stoned.
I am afraid that I have developed a dreadful dental phobia in the last few years. I am a mouth breather so going to the dentist has always been miserable for me. I have had 3-4 root canals (one had to be redone so I don't know if that counts as a fourth root canal or not). The one that had to be redone took FOUR visits to fix and the dentist who did it (not the one who did it the first time) told me to never get another root canal done by an ordinary dentist but to use an endodontist. She claimed that I have extra roots in my teeth or something and that they are very weird. My teeth are not as evolved as most people's. Does this mean I have neanderthal teeth? Well, probably not but let's call it that. Neanderthal teeth.
I really really really hate the dentist. No matter how nice they are. When I had my wisdom teeth out in high school, three of the four were impacted. I'm the only person I know who stayed in bed for four days after her wisdom teeth came out. I was so swollen that I had black eyes. It was a lovely sight. No one saw me for a week. I believe I got to do this over spring break Senior Year. I remember that the dentist's name was Bruce and he was really cute. I remember that it cost $350 (my mom complained about it of course). I also remember that it was HELL.
I am a mouth breather and an asthmatic, so being at the dentist is always absolutely horrible for me, no matter how much gas they give me. I want to be gassed, even for a cleaning, and I want to listen to really loud music and try to pretend I am not there. I think I will take my ipod this time and try to zone out as much as possible, plus take the codeine to the office and see if they want me to take it before the procedure (although the gas would be nice too and I should probably just hold out for the gas; I'd just rather be stoned). I am hoping to get R to drive me and wait and drive me home, and take his computer to work there if necessary. I have to go all the way to Carrollton because the endodontist in our town isn't on our insurance, so I don't really want to be driving home all the way from Carrollton after the root canal experience, or sitting around in the office waiting for him. For me in terms of stress it's like having surgery; actually worse because I'm awake for it.
The weird thing is that most of the pain is in my lower jaw but those teeth actually look fine, including the ones that have had root canals in the past. This is not the first time someone has told me this. Could it all be in my head? I can't imagine that I am imagining this tooth pain though--that doesn't sound like me. So the pain feels like it is lower but is may actually all be related to this upper tooth that fell apart ten days ago. Because it has been bothering me for some time but I have been trying to ignore it, I haven't had a cleaning in some time either, so now they want to do scaling. Yuk. Even having the hygenist talk about it was making my skin crawl. I know I probably really need to do this and it looks like it is covered by insurance now (which it wasn't before), but I am really dreading dreading dreading it!!!!
Does anyone else out there hate the dentist? What in the world is wrong with me, putting this off for ten days? The dentist did give me the codeine of course, so I guess he believes that I am really in a lot of pain. Maybe I just supress some of it. Anyway, I feel a lot better with the codeine but of course, like usual when I am on medication of different types, it makes it hard to function. Today we have to do the Scouts presentation board for Thinking Day on the country of Colombia. How appropriate. Note to self: No codeine after Noon. Must sober up in time to do presentation board etc. Defrost something easy and early and crash about 5 pm. There's always chicken soup, and if I'm not too out of it today I could make some noodles for it.
It didn't help that last night I had to go to DI training until almost 10 pm over in Carrollton. I got a ride since I have no business driving, and then I couldn't leave because she was giving another lady a ride home. I mostly went to find out some key DI information; there wasn't anything else much that was new about the training, and my drugs wore off. Then when I got home R and I had to print out consignment tags (yes, still doing that), print out pictures from Colombia, staple fabric to the presentation board and set up a spreadsheet for DI. Well, R did most of this for me because I was too loopy to do it, of course. I tried to watch Lost but I fell asleep, so no exciting blog about that today. Maybe in a few days after the root canal is done. A friend said recently that you should never put off procedures involving your feet or your teeth, and I am guilty of doing both.
Man, I really really really hate the dentist. And my Neanderthal Teeth. Somebody wake me up when it is over!!!
Pleasant Valley Mom, more like Valley of the Dolls today
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment