I'm a little cranky

bitflipper


I went to the dentist this afternoon for a root canal. I know.

The receptionist cheerfully asks how I am. I reply that it's cold and rainy outside, my tooth hurts and I am spending my afternoon at the dentist's having a root canal, how do you think I am?

She points out that she has to go to the dentist's office every stinkin' day, so there will be no sympathy there! OK, fair enough.

Two shots into the cheek. Does it hurt when I do this? YES. One more shot. How about now? MMPH. That means YES, DAMMIT but my tongue no longer works. A third shot should do the trick. Does it hurt now? MMPHKUSHOL. Better give him two more. I can now no longer feel the left side of my face. This must be what a stroke feels like.

Dentist: ooh. hmm, aah. Assistant: ooh, hmm, aah. I have no idea if they're commenting on my cavity or remembering lunch. Finally the dentist says he can save the tooth - but. But it will eventually have to come out and I will have paid a lot of money for nothing. He seems uncomfortable telling me this, as if he were announcing I had only 6 months to live. He is relieved when I suggest perhaps the tooth should just be pulled. Hey, it's one of those way in the back that I never use anyway.

The assistant asks if I am nervous. I ask her if they would give me Valium if I said I was. She said yes they would, but it was too late now. Note that for next time.

Now here I sit with a rolled-up piece of gauze in my mouth to soak up the blood. The lanocain is wearing off and the pain is setting in. I am hungry but cannot eat. My chin itches but I feel nothing when I scratch it. I didn't ask but I'm pretty sure the instructions not to smoke for 24 hours includes medicinal herbs. I am feeling a little cranky.

Old55


I'm glad for the improvement, so you didn't have to suffer through the weekend.  Keep it up.