The Dental Fiasco!!

So. I went to my dentists today to have a tooth extracted. Petrified as I was I went in head high. I waited in the waiting room to be called. After maybe 20 minutes I was called in. I had lots of anesthetic in. 2 syringes worth. Got to go wait for a further 10 minutes before being called back in to begin.

The pain itself was agonizing. I felt everything. Reason being I have a high resistance to anesthetics. So Mr dentist man loosened the tooth as I squeezed my eyes shit tight and endured. Then came the ultimate pain where he tore it from the gum. OUCH!! I groaned in pain as he did this. He said he was proud yada yada considering i was petrified and obviously in pain. Was told I could probably get away with one more day of antibiotics then could stop them.

The anesthetic had worn off 25 minutes after initial application - talk about short lived. :)

Anyhow, it was all done and I was very happy to be able to shut my mouth fully without excrutiating pain. That was until it began to bleed 2 hours after the extraction. I tried everything they told me. Called them, was referred to an emergency line... which was SHUT... That line referred me to NHS direct - So I called and they gave me a bit more advice. Tried it... an hour later still bleeding and me feeling terrible. Called them back again and this time was told: Go to A&E.

MEH - Hospitals... So I had high blood pressure and a slight fever. Still bleeding i was referred to another unit. They looked it over, numbed me up better than my own dentists - so much my tongue and entire right side of my face was paralyzed and proceeded to gouge out the small clot that had formed yet was still weeping. Cleaned it out with mouthwash and then proceeded to poke around in the socket. They then proceeded to fill it with a packing substance to stem the blood flow and then made me bit down on an anesthetic soaked piece of gauze. Yummy. Not... tasted disgusting.

I have to say... I HATE DENTISTS. I haven't had the best experience in the past with them but today has just taken the piss.

Not only do I have to finish the course of manky antibiotics I'm on... I'm now on codeine phosphate and paracetamol for the pain. I have to rest for the next 2-3 days.

All this for a "simple" extraction. FUCK - I'd hate to see a complicated one.

I'm off to rest.
Have a nice evening people.
Amelia.

Woah... Feelin' funky!!!

Okay; so those new antibiotics I've been prescribed are making me feel like crap. Feel nauseous, dizzy and so so tired. I have 3 more days to endure of them. I don't relish the idea. Ah well; what can we do but persevere?

I get my tooth pulled out tomorrow. I'm bricking it royally. I'll be shaking like a dog crapping razor blades tomorrow. Not fun. I'm petrified of the dentists. If they still gave general anaesthetic as an option... Just being knocked out... I'd so take that. Ha ha. Instead I have to be awake as they tear a tooth away. Eek.

But things can only get better from then on out. No more pain when I eat. No sudden bolts of lightning when I slightly clench my teeth to swallow - as we do numerous times throughout the day. Sure... I'll be missing a small molar... but I'll be free of the savage agony that's had it's hands on me since over a week ago.

Considering taking a break this evening. Not done any writing lately and for that I should get my hands slapped. But... I've been proofreading for others and some other bits. It's not like i haven't been completely productive. I think even if I wanted to write this evening I couldn't - Fear is too distracting emotionally. I'll not focus and knowing my luck I'll end up writing my characters into a dentist chair and write something horrific that shall give me nightmares this very night. Making tomorrow much much worse.

I best wrap this up - I'm beginning to freak myself out. :)
I'll update tomorrow unless I'm too... distraught?

Amelia.

Dentists... oh joy.

Okay. So as some of you may know I've been suffering for a week or so with intense tooth pains. I saw the dentist at an emergency appointment and was told - 'The root is dying, and is infected.' - So... Where does that leave me? A root canal. Well... That was the plan. But the soonest they could get me in was August the 6th. Well. After the round of anti-biotics not working and having a check up today I queried: 'Can I get in sooner if i request you just take it out?' - he said yes so voila. I'm having my tooth removed Wednesday at 11.55am. I'm scared shitless because I have major resistance against the aneasthetics they use - I feel everything. Not good, not good at all.

So... My plans this week... trying to write with an impending tooth pulling - FANTASTIC... Like I'm going to be able to concentrate.

Been given more anti-biotics so using them. Strong ones apparently - 'No Alcohol Consumption' On the label. They must be good.

Considering starting a book with a friend of short stories. Will see how that fairs out.

I'm tired and cranky and feeling generally mopey so I'm going to post this and maybe go to bed.

Goodnight followers
Amelia.