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Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Again with the teeth?

Yes, again with the teeth.

I am recently home from the Endodontist with a sore nose, not tooth. Figure that one out. I know the facial nerves are close to one another, but my runny nose feels like it weighs 30 pounds.

This had to be the most positive dental experience I have ever had. Getting the wisdom teeth pulled was OK, but hurt like Hades the following night. This extensive drilling and removal of part of my being (tooth pulp) went swimmingly. Amazingly enough I was able to watch along in the reflection of the scope he used. It was relieving to see what he was doing as he did it instead of staring at the ceiling. When I mentioned they needed TVs up there, he laughed and told me he takes donations.

When we had discussed the procedure he told me it was unlikely we would encounter the resorbtion section, but as he was drilling he could see it. So the decision was made to go in and repair it as best he could, extending the time window for braces.

So here I sit, scotch at the ready for pain control and only my runny nose is bothering me.

Luckily I came home to Eliza whispering "Da-Da", Morgan smiling and Kim cuddling. That's all the recovery supply I need.
at 11:56 AM

1 comment:

Coupes and Quilts said...

Arrrrr...So sorry. I hated my root canal. But I betcha y'all will be fine with the care you're getting at home. Love you! MA

September 9, 2009 at 10:31 PM

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