Tearing Me Apart!!

At least it feels like that's what the dentist did.

I promised an update on this, so here you all go.

I went on Thursday to have my 2 root canals done. After about 2 to 3 hours, we had come to s stopping point because he had gotten them mostly done, but the giudes that he put in to measure how much more to do kept changing with every xray.

To elaborate: He had these tiny things that looked like needles, but a little thicker, and with measurements on them. He put these inside the hollowed out teeth to see if there was any more nerve he had to get out. Every single time that measurment would change.

Every time, and I mean every single time he would move those measures, I could feel it inside my brain. It really hurt bad. Needless to say, I was exhausted!

So, he sent me home after patching up the hollow teeth with cotton stuffing and a temporary filling.

Friday morning, I go in at 10am, and we proceed to get the root canals done. More brain poking led to more pain, which led to a migraine before they were finished.

After all was said and done, we were finished completely with the root canals, and with the posts for the crowns at about 1pm. Now time for the fun part.

If you'll remember, I also had to have 3 extractions that day.

God as my witness, I've never seen a set of teeth that didn't wanna come out.

The first one was the hardest because it was a fighter. It came out in 4 pieces and hurt the whole time. The other two on the bottom was just as bad. They came out in multiple pieces too.

I think a big factor was that I seemed to be building an immunity to novacaine. It took a lot more than it normally does to numb me. I think all day Friday I had in between 20 and 25 shots of novacaine to try to numb me. In between extractions he asked if I wanted to take a break, and I said no...just kill me and get it over with.

By the end of the day Friday, I was seriously worn out, and I was feeling very needy, so I didn't go home. I went to spend time with the Love of My Life, and get comfort from her. She did as best she could, as she was battling a very nasty stomach virus at the time, but she gave me everything she possibly could.

But the fun with my teeth didn't end there.

Saturday morning I woke up to a terrible pain. I went and looked and it looked as though one of the bottom teeth had not been removed. There was a bone fragment in there that was almost as big as one of the teeth itself.

Me, being sadistic with my teeth, started trying to pry it out. I used my fingers to no avail. I used a butter knife, and that didn't help either. I was bleeding like crazy, but this thing hurt and all I could think was how much I wanted it out. But it wouldn't come out.

Luckily, I had some meds and started taking them anytime I felt a little pain. I went through the rest of the weekend and New Years Day with that fragment in my mouth.

Then Tuesday, I went back into the office and he removed that damn fragment. He also applied some kind of medicine insides the holes because apparently, I had developed a dry socket as well. Not something I would recommend to anyone!

Now, I leave and go back home to get ready for work. However, I would be home tonight too.

I ate some mashed potatoes, which tasted good, but then not good because of the meds inside the tooth. I got a migraine and instantly started feeling queasy. I Got in the truck and tried making it to work. Well before I got there, I had to pull over and get sick. Between the migraine and throwing up roadside, I decided to call in. I went home and went to bed, but couldn't get any restful sleep because of the migraine.

After many hours, and much ibuprofen, the migraine went away. I ate crackers for the rest of the night, just in case I did get sick again, and I think I finally got a restful sleep afterwards.

So, as the title of this post states, you can understand how I was feeling these days, and how thankful I am that they are finished with for now.

As far as the rest of the work, I have a long way to go.

I have 7, yes 7 more root canals left to do, 1 cavity filling, 9 crowns, and 3 teeth yet that are unknown as to what we do to them. Then I have to get my partial made.

It's going to be a long year as far as dentistry goes, but I have to do it. No more eating in pain for me.

Wish me luck, and I hope none of you have to endure as much as I did on Friday.