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Today Did Not Get Better
So the dentist visit was to check on a tooth that has been checked on three times in the last eight months. In November, he filled a cavity in it and warned me that it might be dying. "But I don't think so, because it would hurt a lot more."
It mostly stopped hurting after that, but I went back a week or two later because it'd started again. He filed down a high spot and I left. Five months later, it started hurting again when I chewed on that side. I went in, had the filling filed down again, he warned again that it might be a problem at the root "but it would hurt probably hurt more, so hopefully not." It stopped hurting again.
Last week, it started hurting when chewing on that side again. It still didn't hurt much -- like a 1. It had never risen above a 2.T he top felt sharp, like a broken edge. I made an appointment yesterday for today.
It had fractured down the middle.
So he poked about to see if he could salvage it with a root canal, but nope. Dead tooth. He extracted it. Now I have a giant hole and a mouth full of wet gauze and a dentist convinced I have insane pain tolerance.
I wish I had insane pain tolerance. The giant hole hurts a lot more than the tooth had. It will probably be a week or two healing.
I am at Walmart, waiting for the three different prescriptions to be filled: painkillers, antibiotic pills, antibiotic rinse. Then I guess I'll go back to work. Today is going to be awful anyway. I might as well get paid for some of it.
It mostly stopped hurting after that, but I went back a week or two later because it'd started again. He filed down a high spot and I left. Five months later, it started hurting again when I chewed on that side. I went in, had the filling filed down again, he warned again that it might be a problem at the root "but it would hurt probably hurt more, so hopefully not." It stopped hurting again.
Last week, it started hurting when chewing on that side again. It still didn't hurt much -- like a 1. It had never risen above a 2.T he top felt sharp, like a broken edge. I made an appointment yesterday for today.
It had fractured down the middle.
So he poked about to see if he could salvage it with a root canal, but nope. Dead tooth. He extracted it. Now I have a giant hole and a mouth full of wet gauze and a dentist convinced I have insane pain tolerance.
I wish I had insane pain tolerance. The giant hole hurts a lot more than the tooth had. It will probably be a week or two healing.
I am at Walmart, waiting for the three different prescriptions to be filled: painkillers, antibiotic pills, antibiotic rinse. Then I guess I'll go back to work. Today is going to be awful anyway. I might as well get paid for some of it.
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(And yay, I get to do it again Friday)
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My dentist tried to persuade me to use three Advil liquidcaps at a time instead of codeine (which he did prescribe in case I need it.) But by 6PM I was sick of hurting and took one of the codeine instead. I dunno how much difference it makes, though. I am still at the "kind of sore" stage. The problem is less how much it hurts than that it's just this endless dull ache.
Many sympathies for you on Friday. :(
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{{HUGS}}
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Sympathy and Best Wishes
I said all that to say this: you have my understanding and sympathy, as well as my best wishes for a speedy recovery.
And good luck with the bike.
*I still have a primary molar where a bicuspid should be; said bicuspid is believed to have manifested as wisdom tooth number 5.
Re: Sympathy and Best Wishes
This was nothing like as bad as having my wisdom teeth out (just the usual four). That took, I dunno, a week before I really felt recovered. With the extraction, I was feeling pretty good by Friday, just two days later. Whew. :)