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Wonder of wonders...
Aug. 2nd, 2005 01:17 pm...irony of ironies.
The bleeding crown replacement hurt more than the root canal! And took twice as long (9 AM to 11:45 AM compared to 9 AM to 10:20 last week). The worst part was when whey wound a string around the tooth and then poked it up under the gum to separate the gum from the tooth so that they could take an impression for the permanent crown.
I'm so not looking forward to the procedure where they grind down my gum and jawbone. Now, aside from if someone is yanking my hair or if needles are involved, I'm not generally a wuss when it comes to pain. I tend to be cut from the same cloth as my father, who will not tell you when he's sick or in pain. You have to intuit it from either the way he's limping or how he'sgone and passed out taking a nap in the middle of the day. That was why last winter, when he was recovering from vascular surgery, scared us all so badly. Dad acted sick. He also did the Querrelous Old Man Bit (TM), which threw my mother, who is usually the firebrand of that relationship, into total confusion.
Where was I? Oh, yes, I'm a stupid git who doesn't listen to her body when it starts sending distress signals. Not that I'm proud of this. It's never done me any favors.
*sigh* One o'clock already. I should do homework.
The bleeding crown replacement hurt more than the root canal! And took twice as long (9 AM to 11:45 AM compared to 9 AM to 10:20 last week). The worst part was when whey wound a string around the tooth and then poked it up under the gum to separate the gum from the tooth so that they could take an impression for the permanent crown.
I'm so not looking forward to the procedure where they grind down my gum and jawbone. Now, aside from if someone is yanking my hair or if needles are involved, I'm not generally a wuss when it comes to pain. I tend to be cut from the same cloth as my father, who will not tell you when he's sick or in pain. You have to intuit it from either the way he's limping or how he's
Where was I? Oh, yes, I'm a stupid git who doesn't listen to her body when it starts sending distress signals. Not that I'm proud of this. It's never done me any favors.
*sigh* One o'clock already. I should do homework.
