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tiamatladyI'm sure you'll be pleased to know that I
LOATHE
each and every one of you with healthy teeth
The professional term for it - "gunk."
We began the root canal, which will cost me a pretty penny. More than first estimated. (Although good note - Ms. "Money is a naughty word" FINALLY accepted that I'm going to pay her what I can and actually DISCUSSED things with me today.) I have calcifications on two of the nerves, and he's helpfully removing them, which is doing WONDERS for my mood as the novocaine wears off and the throbbing starts. Plus, the "gunk" which needs to be cleaned is SO deep he's afraid he's going to PENETRATE MY NASAL CAVITY!
Now, I know about nostril porn, and against the will penetration, but you know, I NEVER wanted to hear this. Not about MY nasal cavity then.
So, now, he's warned me I might start feeling "pressure" and if it's bad I need to come right back. Within 12 hours he says, I should be feeling oogy. Great. Something to look forward to. Oh, and I'm getting swell little pills from the pharmacy. No booze for me, I suppose. I need this to work, as we're treating my nice little bone infection, before he can start killing nerves.
And my OH SO HELPFUL mother comes in and tells me "And you know, root canals don't always take, so you might spend the money and STILL yank the tooth."
*sighs* So I'm going to get the antibiotics in a while, and something to eat. I had some soup, but, as usual after a traumatic experience, I'm not ravenous. Let's hope I can chew tho. It WAS traumatic, my lips were dry as a bone, I kept thinking there was blood running down the back of my throat (despite the presence of the "sucker" which had helpfully attached itself to my lower lip) I swear there was a needle poking me in the bottom jaw (which APPARANTLY was being poked in the TOP of my jaw) AND *pouts* he poked my lip with the EFFING DRILL.
OK, I'm done bitching. I'm going to go lie down and sulk for a while. Then I have some work to do, then I need to go to bed early. Watch me have to cancel clients tomorrow. *sighs* I need a break, but I also need to work to make money for this.
I dunno if I can afford to go anywhere now. My bills have to be paid before I can go, and I don't see myself getting any of that altogether anytime soon. Add onto that wanting to see the Cruxshadows, and Duran Duran and Lou's impending leave, and I just don't know. *sighs* Maybe![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
poetman will call later and I can cry on him. Also, I may make gentle references to my boss about not going and see if he uses his frequent flyer miles to get me a ticket. WOW - Am I a loser or what? *evil grin*
LOATHE
each and every one of you with healthy teeth
The professional term for it - "gunk."
We began the root canal, which will cost me a pretty penny. More than first estimated. (Although good note - Ms. "Money is a naughty word" FINALLY accepted that I'm going to pay her what I can and actually DISCUSSED things with me today.) I have calcifications on two of the nerves, and he's helpfully removing them, which is doing WONDERS for my mood as the novocaine wears off and the throbbing starts. Plus, the "gunk" which needs to be cleaned is SO deep he's afraid he's going to PENETRATE MY NASAL CAVITY!
Now, I know about nostril porn, and against the will penetration, but you know, I NEVER wanted to hear this. Not about MY nasal cavity then.
So, now, he's warned me I might start feeling "pressure" and if it's bad I need to come right back. Within 12 hours he says, I should be feeling oogy. Great. Something to look forward to. Oh, and I'm getting swell little pills from the pharmacy. No booze for me, I suppose. I need this to work, as we're treating my nice little bone infection, before he can start killing nerves.
And my OH SO HELPFUL mother comes in and tells me "And you know, root canals don't always take, so you might spend the money and STILL yank the tooth."
*sighs* So I'm going to get the antibiotics in a while, and something to eat. I had some soup, but, as usual after a traumatic experience, I'm not ravenous. Let's hope I can chew tho. It WAS traumatic, my lips were dry as a bone, I kept thinking there was blood running down the back of my throat (despite the presence of the "sucker" which had helpfully attached itself to my lower lip) I swear there was a needle poking me in the bottom jaw (which APPARANTLY was being poked in the TOP of my jaw) AND *pouts* he poked my lip with the EFFING DRILL.
OK, I'm done bitching. I'm going to go lie down and sulk for a while. Then I have some work to do, then I need to go to bed early. Watch me have to cancel clients tomorrow. *sighs* I need a break, but I also need to work to make money for this.
I dunno if I can afford to go anywhere now. My bills have to be paid before I can go, and I don't see myself getting any of that altogether anytime soon. Add onto that wanting to see the Cruxshadows, and Duran Duran and Lou's impending leave, and I just don't know. *sighs* Maybe
poetman will call later and I can cry on him. Also, I may make gentle references to my boss about not going and see if he uses his frequent flyer miles to get me a ticket. WOW - Am I a loser or what? *evil grin*
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Date: 2003-10-07 02:28 am (UTC)I would have called had I seen your post before now, but your probably asleep by now.
Take care....
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Date: 2003-10-07 06:52 am (UTC)They're antibiotics for the infection I had brewing.
Three times a day for 10 days, potentially refilled.
AND - I think the pharmacy gave me TOO many. *sighs* I suppose that's OK since it was HELLA expensive. And it may be refilled *gack*
Anyway, I was just being all "pained & whiney" yesterday. Now that I'm away from "the chair" and it hurts less, i'm starting to regroup. I'll know more once I get some bills done in a bit.
I'm looking for a calling card so _I_ can call _you_. I have a hell night at work today, so probably later in the week.
*hugs*
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Date: 2003-10-07 08:12 am (UTC)So my sympathies. :(
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Date: 2003-10-07 11:09 am (UTC)I act like I'm the only one EVER to have a root canal.
I just hate the dentist, thanks to a AWFUL one I had as a child. it was pure torture, never fun. he did tons of work I didn't need, to make money. it's hard to look forward to anything when there's a drill in your mouth (SANS novacane, since I was hardcore, and afeared of the needles)every single time.
This wasn't TOO bad, except for residual pain today, my sore dry lips, and the moaning coming from my checkbook.