Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Owies

OK, now I really need to curl up with my yarn. Remember Tooth #3? Of course you don’t. Please. Ancient history and all. Anyway, that was the tooth that was all infected and cracked-of-root and I had it yanked out and then we had to wait for the bone to heal up enough so I could get me one of them-thar fancy implant deals?

Yeah, well.

I just got back from having the implant shaft screwed into place. And yes, it was about as fun as it sounds.

Owies. Hot holy carp on buttered rye toast, the throbbing started within half an hour. Yeah, I left that office all, “Yo, I’m tough, I can take it, I ain’t using that stinkin’ Vicodin, I’m gonna be back in my minivan pickin’ up my kids by 2:00…”

I may have actually made body-building poses while I said it, too.

Fast forward 45 minutes and I’m diving on that bottle with trembling hands whimpering, “Open, open dammit c’mon I’m dying {sob sob sob}…hoooonneeeeeeeee, I neeeeed you to pick up the kiiiiiiids today….{whimper, sigh, sob}”

Dental surgery, I hates it.

But, it went super-well and the good doctor is very pleased by the bone mass and the way it went in, so! He’s happy, I’m happy, we’re all just so @*^&@ing happy around here!!

I’m one step closer to having a full set of teeth again. Once the bone heals up around this shaft, I can get the crown put on it and that’s it. No bridges to maintain, no having to mess with the perfectly healthy teeth on either side, no sitting up excitedly in my chair whenever a commercial for New!Improved!Fixadent comes on…it’ll be a good thing.

Eventually.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go cuddle with my stash. I’ve got a couple skeins of Atacama hand-dyed alpaca that promise they can make things all better.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

Oooooch! You work that Vicodin, gal! And I'm pretty sure that alpaca will, indeed, make it all better. Hope you feel all better soon.

Science PhD Mom said...

Yuck! I hope your Vicodin is keeping the howling monsters at bay, and that you heal up quickly. Is this the very last trip to the dentist to fix things? As in, putting on the new crown will be a walk in the park? I hope so!

Anonymous said...

OUCH!!! That sounds horrible. I've had so many tooth problems since having a baby that I totally empathize with you. I have to get my wisdom teeth out soon. Ugh.

Feel better soon!

Kris said...

Awww - nothing worse than pain you can't really do anything about.

Olga said...

golly, now I'm totally scared to go to the dentist/torturer to get my bum tooth fixed! I keep putting it off because of the cost and FEAR that he'll suggest that root thingy who's name we shall not mention. Hope you feel better soon.

Yarnhog said...

Ouch! I'm so sorry. One of the women in my knitting group is having six implants, and needs bone grafts! I don't imagine that's much fun at all. I hope you feel much, much better. Go alpaca!

Christi said...

I'm a dental wimp, and I freely admit it. I'm dentist-phobic enough that my dentist prescribes if there's any drilling. (Pre-valium, the drill made a funny noise and I practically levitated out of the chair. Tiny cavity, big filling.) I had general anesthesia when my 3 (impacted) wisdom teeth were removed.

I don't even want to think about the possibility of a root canal or anything similar. Just the thought of it gives me the cold chills.

Amy Lane said...

owwwwiieee! I can't even read the dentist stories anymore...they make me long for drugs I've never heard of!