Mouth Remodeling: Tooth Extraction
Thursday last, I was innocently trying to work on this blog and my school work when a slight throbbing emerged from my mouth. I thought nothing of it. But as the night wore on, the throbbing increased its attention crying throb. I took Advil. I took Tylenol. I took them both in copious amounts. But the temper tantrum being thrown in my mouth would not cease. I couldn’t even tell you which one it was. It was like when you look at a bunch of kids, and you know one of them did “IT.” But when you look at them, they all stare back at you innocently. Those were the teeth in my mouth.
The pain came as a throb, then as a stab, then an ache and then every combination there-of. It came from the left, the right, the top the bottom. Worst of all, it came all night. By the wee hours of the morning, or an hour before my alarm was to sound, I finally fell asleep.
Hoping that this was an isolated act of revenge for years of braces and the 4 1/2 hours of dental work I suffered through last May, I convinced myself that the pain that was rendering me intolerable to be around was only temporary.
This was not to the case. Friday I was given pain killer 1…or the joke prescription. I was given Darvocette. Yeah, it did nothing. Then I was given Tramodol. This was better…for the first day. By Sunday I was taking it every 4 hours and chasing it with a handful of advil…and I was still amazingly unpleasant to be around. Hmmm…all those drugs and I was still in pain and still a bit testy.
By monday morning, the offending tooth had revealed itself. So I quickly called the oral surgeon to schedule its immediate removal.
Tuesday morning, I go to the dr’s office, they drug me with general anesthetic and nitrous-oxide, and I remember no more. Until I wake up and have no tooth.
The relief was immediate! So while I have been frantically tearing holes in my house, it was apparently time to tear holes in me.
Here is the pic of where my tooth use to be, Farewell Tooth
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