Drilling, pulling, plugging and paying...
"We are not in the business of pain"
"You are going to do great"
"Some people even refuse Novocain"
Those are some of the statements I heard while squirming around my chair preparing for two procedures. Yes, I am dramatic and call drilling and filling of a cavity a procedure --- the extraction of the wisdom tooth is obviously a procedure. Any thoughts on which was worse?
Well… if I wrote this at 11AM today, I would not have hesitated to say I'd prefer the pull to the cavity. It was simple. My dentist, to use her words, simply wiggled the tooth out. Whereas, the drilling, sanding, picking, stretching, tongue clamping, more drilling was not pleasant. Anesthesia did not help; Van Morrison (yes the office had an iPod and I put in ear buds and cranked the volume up) did not help; and the fact that my Romanian dentist is F.I.N.E and oozes confidence only slightly helped. On the other hand, 12 hours later I feel as though I got slammed in the face with a baseball bat. That's the extraction.
[It's classic bark versus bite. I'll take the bite every time; I hate the bark]
[Funny aside: after the drilling, Dr. H took the needle to the other side of my face to numb. About 10 minutes later, she returned to offer me an apple juice. I go to sip it and could not… I ask her if it was a cruel joke. Even now, I wonder if it was a ploy to see if my face was numb enough to move to procedure two].
I sit here… it has been 14 hours since my dentist appointment and the awesome metallic, salty taste of blood lingers. This always happens. I simply don't, excuse my language, clot like everyone else. This has only been a major annoyance twice ---- the first time, upon the removal of my bottom wisdom teeth, got dry sockets (yeah major pain) and then when I got a spinal tap, I had to get a secondary procedure called a blood patch – long needle in the back times two = awesome. Otherwise, my propensity for bleeding makes me look cool, especialy when I skin my knee EVERYTIME I play either basketball or softball.
Oh well, let's hope for the best this time; 24 hours of caution was advised. And I am, so far, so good; at least I am following the rules ---- I've suppressed 3 sneezes, smoothie for breakfast (and didn't suck out of a straw), pint of vanilla Haagen-Dazs for lunch/afternoon snack, and tomato soup for dinner. I've also not exerted myself, physically or conversationally. I picked up ninety dollars worth of nothing at CVS and have been at home reading, playing online chess, scrabble, watching TV and now blogging. My where has the time gone?
"You are going to do great"
"Some people even refuse Novocain"
Those are some of the statements I heard while squirming around my chair preparing for two procedures. Yes, I am dramatic and call drilling and filling of a cavity a procedure --- the extraction of the wisdom tooth is obviously a procedure. Any thoughts on which was worse?
Well… if I wrote this at 11AM today, I would not have hesitated to say I'd prefer the pull to the cavity. It was simple. My dentist, to use her words, simply wiggled the tooth out. Whereas, the drilling, sanding, picking, stretching, tongue clamping, more drilling was not pleasant. Anesthesia did not help; Van Morrison (yes the office had an iPod and I put in ear buds and cranked the volume up) did not help; and the fact that my Romanian dentist is F.I.N.E and oozes confidence only slightly helped. On the other hand, 12 hours later I feel as though I got slammed in the face with a baseball bat. That's the extraction.
[It's classic bark versus bite. I'll take the bite every time; I hate the bark]
[Funny aside: after the drilling, Dr. H took the needle to the other side of my face to numb. About 10 minutes later, she returned to offer me an apple juice. I go to sip it and could not… I ask her if it was a cruel joke. Even now, I wonder if it was a ploy to see if my face was numb enough to move to procedure two].
I sit here… it has been 14 hours since my dentist appointment and the awesome metallic, salty taste of blood lingers. This always happens. I simply don't, excuse my language, clot like everyone else. This has only been a major annoyance twice ---- the first time, upon the removal of my bottom wisdom teeth, got dry sockets (yeah major pain) and then when I got a spinal tap, I had to get a secondary procedure called a blood patch – long needle in the back times two = awesome. Otherwise, my propensity for bleeding makes me look cool, especialy when I skin my knee EVERYTIME I play either basketball or softball.
Oh well, let's hope for the best this time; 24 hours of caution was advised. And I am, so far, so good; at least I am following the rules ---- I've suppressed 3 sneezes, smoothie for breakfast (and didn't suck out of a straw), pint of vanilla Haagen-Dazs for lunch/afternoon snack, and tomato soup for dinner. I've also not exerted myself, physically or conversationally. I picked up ninety dollars worth of nothing at CVS and have been at home reading, playing online chess, scrabble, watching TV and now blogging. My where has the time gone?
posted by cstyle at
9:56 PM
2 Comments:
don't know about wisdom tooth extraction, which sounds pretty painful, but do have a good understanding of the pain you need to go through to require a blood patch after an LP. so you ARE hardcore!
although the cavity, well ... yeah :)
Yes. No joke right?
Today's food update: 4 packs of oatmeal, French onion soup and a small yogurt tube.
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