My second dentist appointment
was today. After such an easy procedure last time, I stupidly made this
appointment for the morning – I mean, if I am going to be recovering from
getting teeth pulled, I might as well get paid for it while I’m at work! This plan backfired drastically…
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I got to my appointment and got
numbed up. We were taking out the two on
the left today, and very early on, we all realized that these two would be a
hell of a lot harder than the right two!
The top left wasn’t TOO horrible, but for the bottom one, I had to get
more Novocain, and I had to put in my ears and put on my shades because he was
pulling out something called a burr.
Basically, he couldn’t get a grip on my teeth, so he had to grind a hole
in them or something so that he could pull them out. I could not shut off my imagination, and came
up with some gruesome visuals for what was going on in my mouth.
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Finally, after an hour, both
teeth had been extracted.
Again, he gave
me a prescription for Lortab. I didn’t make another appointment to come back
because I wasn’t sure when I would be able to. I have to pay off the
extractions first before I come back. I
don’t have any extractions left, but now it’s time to do fillings and crowns –
a.k.a. the expensive parts.
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As I did last time, I took my
prescription to Wal-Mart to get filled, but I left it there so that hubby could pick it up after work (I still had the first bottle from two weeks ago
in my purse).
Once I was safely tucked in my
office at work, I took a pain pill. I
figured that it would last most of the afternoon, and be pretty much worn off
by the time I needed to drive home. I had chicken soup (broth only) for lunch,
and some Belgian Chocolate Talenti Gelato. After all this running, I felt
guilty eating half a pint of gelato, but I didn’t have much of an option!
Later in the day, I had a
vanilla snack pack, but I began to feel dizzy, and vertigo was setting in. It
was really weird! I figured it was
because I was hungry, but wondered if it was the meds. I was still in a lot of pain, so I decided to
take another pill at 2.
Once I was home, dinner was
again “Own Thing”. I made a can of Clam Chowder (New England, of course), and, feeling
nauseated and extremely sleepy, I headed to bed by 7pm.
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