Had my dental appointment yesterday afternoon. Got in the chair at around 2:30, didn't get out until 6:00.
I feel like I've been beat with an axe handle.
Good news is that she was able to crown the worst one without having to have a root canal or anything like that.
Bad news?
1) The other broken tooth is going to have to wait at least another two weeks for its crown, unless they have a cancellation before then.
2) I have a temporary crown right now that is useless to chew on.
3) Her assistant yesterday was greener than Kermit the Frog. I assume she had finished her schooling, but I could be mistaken about that. She was cute and sweet but utterly at a loss when it came to anticipating what the doc was going to ask her to do, or exactly how to handle all the necessary tooth-repairing doodads. It made the procedure last just that much longer.
4) Remember my "hard head"? That's what Doc Nancy said about my high resistance to dental anesthesia a couple of years ago. Well, I still have it, although I think the good doc forgot about that particular problem of mine. She must have given me at least six different shots--back of jaw, gums inside and out, upper jaw, and a couple of others that I think she gave me just to poke on me. She'd give me one, wait, grind, and have to stop and try to give me more. Eventually, my whole face felt numb up to the eyebrows, but that tooth had one spot on it that would not be calmed down. She finally got it ground down enough to get where she wanted to go with it, but it hurt like having a mouthful of Satan.
Anyway, this morning my jaw feels like I've been chewing on a bowling ball.
Posted by Terry Oglesby at September 12, 2006 09:07 AMI didn't realize there were two broken teeth. Ouchy!
I had to go to the dentist yesterday morning myself. The nerve in a tooth I had filled a month or so ago has decided to start complaining. After I try anitbiotics, I get to find out whether or not I will need a root canal.
Posted by: Jordana at September 12, 2006 09:43 AMYes, Sunday we went out to eat and I was quietly chewing on a SALAD and the back corner of the rear molar on the bottom left side broke off.
IN SALAD!
::sigh::
The upside is that it doesn't hurt when I chew on it now--there must have been a hairline crack in it before, because every once in a while I could hit it just right and it would be like someone hitting me with a hammer. Of course, I'm not suppose to chew on it since I don't want to get ugly crud up under the amalgam.
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at September 12, 2006 09:53 AMIf you'd quit deep-frying the lettuce you probably would've kept the second tooth.
Mmmm, deep fried bowling ball.
I blame global warming.
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at September 13, 2006 10:20 AM