Gah! After everything, the tooth drama is finally over!
Last Wednesday they sent me home one last time with a mere pittance of pain meds (acting like I was an addict, as though I would even NEED the pain meds if they'd have dealt with the damn thing already) But my asthma was interfering with their ability to work on the tooth at that time.
I was rescheduled to have it removed this next Tuesday. Only I did NOT feel well. It was in more pain than I'd been in when I even went to them the first time a month ago and I was about at my wits end. Then I started to be ill. Friday, my best friend felt I wasn't going to last to Tuesday and thought it cruel for them to even ask me to try. She threw me into her truck and ran me in to the dental clinic on an emergency basis. By then, I am ashamed to admit, even on the prescription pain meds I was in enough pain that I was teary eyed. It was rather embarrassing.
But they worked me in on an emergency basis and got me this different young (and maddly attactive) dentist. He took one look at my crazy xrays and called over two of his REALLY cute dentist pals. It was like the GQ dental convention. They "oohed and ahhed" over my weird root system for a minute and then got started with an attending physician it tow. WEll, long story short they couldn't get me propperly numb AGAIN, but they DID get the tooth out. I was a total spaz and cried through the whole thing. It was aweful.
Problem was they had to cut a huge chunk of jaw bone out to get the tooth. Jaw bone which had to go anyway because what they'd been spying before turned out NOT to be a tumor (thank goodness) but rather a chunk of necrotic bone from the massive infection UNDER said tooth.
I was sent home this time with loads of pain killers and an even larger load of antibiotics. (I have no intestinal flora left, thank you) But barfy as I am from the antibiotic, I feel a million times better! Turns out that if my BFF hadn't had one of "those" feelings and forced me to go in Friday, I might not be here because I was a hair's breadth from being septic.
I am on the mend finally, and I even managed to host my BJD meet today (barely). I wasn't quite perky, but I was a pretty good hostess. And it was a fun group to have over, even in the dreadful state I was in.
Now I am going to sleep the next several days off. Everyone enjoy the THanksgiving Holiday. I myself have a great deal to be thankful for.
I love you all!
Hugs!