A Wrap-Up of Sorts

I apologize for being slack on responding to comments since the other night. I lived through my dental adventures, obviously, LOL. I can say that while effective, Valium + Nitrous was not as memory blurring as Halcyon + Nitrous. I can give you a blow by blow of the whole thing, which I won’t, but I can say I cracked myself up a couple of times while I was inhaling the laughing gas.

The cavity was the first order of business, so when the drill came out, the volume on my music player went up. I had cued up a huge Coldplay playlist on my phone, hoping that it wouldn’t be such a bad experience that I would flash back every I heard one of their songs. I worried needlessly about that. So the dentist went to drilling, and I went to mentally going elsewhere. Before I knew it he was done and the assistant was putting the filling stuff in my tooth, however it is that they do it. I opened my eyes a couple of times to see some sort of bands or something in the pliers, and inadvertently ran my tongue over the area. All that went through my head was, “Franken-mouth” and I giggled. Literally. I hope they get that a lot. Then I thought that part was over, but nooooo. The dentist came back and drilled some more, and I had a very tacky thought about being drilled twice in a short time and knowing this was the closest to being a porn star I would ever get, LOL…And then I giggled out loud again. Then there was the deep cleaning, which was no biggie because I couldn’t feel anything, anyway. And then the dreaded tooth extraction…

I’m thinking back to that nightmare extraction from all those many years ago, and when he started pulling, my snaggle tooth started to creak, and then pressure, and another pretty loud sounding creak. At this point I clutched the armrest with white knuckles, and the assistant said, “All done!” And I drooled out, “Really?” and she told me yes, at which point I blurted out, “OMG, I LOOOVE you guys!” She just laughed and said they loved me, too. 😀 I mean, what? Done in just a couple of minutes? How is that even possible? So they sent me home with a prescription for something of a narcotic nature, and a Valium for part two next month.

I got to the house by one-thirty or so, put my jammies on, popped a pain pill because the feeling was starting to come back in my face and promptly drifted off to sleep for a couple hours. I woke up not feeling too bad, and figured I’d skip then next hydrocodone. THAT wasn’t wise. By the time I’d realized my mistake, it was too late.

Woke up this morning not feeling too terrible – kind of like I’d been the recipient of a mean right hook to the jaw. The hubs had an appointment for a contrast CT scan at the hospital, so I went with him to keep him company because that is kind of a long, drawn out thing. It takes two hours to drink the contrast, then he was able to do the scan. We then went off to the store to pick up a few things, and while there I snagged some seeds for the garden:

These are going to provide veggies this summer!

These are going to provide veggies this summer!

Then, as we were leaving, I told Johnny to stop the truck…I wanted to get a picture of the ducks. He stopped and started looking toward the sky, and I told him, “Dude, NO….over THERE! And I pointed and this is what we saw…

Why are they even IN the parking lot????

Why are they even IN the parking lot????

…in the dadgummed WalMart parking lot. We stopped, a grandmotherly looking lady stopped and we kind of kept an eye on them.

I swear, the things we see, sometimes. I hope they got where they needed to get without incident.

I apologize if this is rambling, long, and bizarre. I’m still a hair on the dopey side, but I’m simply happy that I ate some solid food this evening. I had six fish sticks. That kind of hurt a little, so I rewarded myself with some ice cream with (MMMMmmmm) Redi-Whip on top. Pudding is good, I love Jell-O, but give me some good old fashioned food that I can chew without pain. Maybe tomorrow…?

Until Next Time…

Ow. Ow, ow, ow.

This tooth pretty much sums it up...

This tooth pretty much sums it up…

A couple of weeks ago I shared with you how I went to the dentist because of a wisdom tooth that is giving me fits. This dentist was very nice, but as I mentioned in that blog, he doesn’t do any sort of sedation dentistry, so referred me to dentist number two and sent me on my way with a prescription for antibiotics for the infected gum.

Last Monday I visited the sedation dentist, whom I really like a lot. They did a lot of x-rays, and were really very cool about the fact that I am a dental wuss. The new dentist told me that the molar that dentist number one was going to pull could simply be crowned if I decided I wanted to keep it. Well, YEAH, of course I want to keep it. Oh, and there is also the added bonus of a handful of *sigh* cavities that need to be filled, as well. Turns out, my insurance only covers IV sedation for two or more extractions. Well, tough. I want to keep that molar. Then I find out that the IV is almost $300 per needle jab, and I’m nowhere near what you’d consider wealthy enough to just drop that, twice, because everything needs to be done over two visits, which is fine. I opted for the much more affordable Valium/NO combination.

So on visit one, we’ll have the wisdom tooth pulled, a deep cleaning on that side of my mouth, and the cavities on the left side filled. The next visit is the other side of the deep cleaning, the crown, and the remaining fillings.

All I can do is hope like hell that the Valium is going to be as good as that Halcyon was a couple of years ago. I’m not terribly concerned about what they do, as long as I’m not aware of it. Make sense? 😀

Armed with all of that information and a good feeling about the staff there, I told them to schedule me. And they did. On April 10. A month away. Some days the unwise tooth bothers me a little more than others, but today? Ow. Just OW! Yeah, I kind of think today has everything to do with Karma.

I have a friend who was scheduled to have a wisdom tooth pulled. We’re friends on Facebook and over in a weightlifting forum. At least I HOPE we are still friends. This morning I saw her Facebook post about the extraction. I hadn’t seen her around the forum lately and shared with the other girls that she was getting a tooth pulled with nothing but Novocaine. Now, most of us are all friends on FB, and I was thinking some of us would go over to Facebook and wish her luck. Then, not thinking (which is what I do so well), I stated that my sister just had a wisdom tooth pulled in that manner last week and it was horrible for her, and that just Novocaine was what gave me my total fear of the dentist. I guess I also (incorrectly) assumed that it would be AFTER her extraction before she saw what I’d said, because I didn’t want to freak her out. Well…as my luck would have it, she DID come in, and DID see it. BEFORE her extraction.

Dar, when and if you see this post, please accept my humble apology. I am so sorry I threw that TMI out there before your appointment. I, of all people, should know what it’s like to read something frightening before going to the dentist. And please know that I will stand in solidarity with you on the ice cream diet. I suspect I’ll be on the same one in about four weeks.

It sure seems that there has been a rash of people in my circle of friends having problems with their teeth. I’m not sure why that is, but all of them absolutely have my sympathy. A toothache is no fun, that’s for sure.

And I never thought I would ever say this, but I hope my dentist has a cancellation, because honestly? I can’t wait to get in there and have them get this tooth out of my mouth. Eating isn’t much fun anymore. 😦

Also, if any of you have (or know someone that has) done the Novocaine/Nitrous Oxide-thing, please let me know how that worked? Pretty please?

Until next time…