I can’t take it no more!
Okay. I can. But only because I have a great dentist.
All day yesterday I was having really bad pain in one of my teeth. Having had one filling fall out not too long ago, I thought that I was losing another filling. I called the dentist’s office and left them a message that I needed an emergency appointment.
Last night I was dreaming that I had exquisite pain radiating from that tooth every time I bit down or swallowed or coughed or anything. I don’t know how long the dream actually lasted, but it felt like hours. And then I woke up at 3 a.m., and I had exquisite pain radiating from that tooth every time I bit down or swallowed or coughed or anything. I was up for about an hour and a half, and drifted off again (with the help of some pain medicine) about 4:30.
I called my boss at 7 to let her know I’d be in after my dentist appointment, and would stay late to make up any time missed. And my dentist’s office called me at 7:25 to say he could see me at 10:15. I managed to sleep for another hour or so before Joe started playing piano—and can I just say that while I’m thrilled he’s enjoying the piano so much, I wish he would use more discretion as to when he decides to play—although he was excited because he saw one of his idols, Todd Rundgren last night, and was playing one of Todd Rundgren’s old songs–and then I decided I may as well get up.
For some reason, whenever I attempt to take a shower in the morning, I can’t get hot water. Lukewarm sometimes, occasionally warmish, but never hot. So my shower was hella fast.
I got to the dentist’s office and got paper toweled up, and he took a look at the tooth. It’s not losing the filling. There’s an abscess forming, and I have to have a root canal. I remember him telling me when he filled that one that there was a chance he would have to do a root canal, so it didn’t come as a complete shock. Fortunately, it’s swollen enough right now that he didn’t attempt it today. I’ll be on antibiotics for a while; if the pain lets up, my root canal is scheduled for Monday. If the pain doesn’t let up, it’ll happen on Friday.
I made it to work by 11:30, so I have to stay until 8 p.m. Elaine said that I could just stay till 7 and make up the other hour tomorrow, but I’d rather get it done in one fell swoop. Besides, tomorrow Lolo and I are going to go look at her wedding dress and bridesmaids’ dresses, and she’s going to register at Target. So I don’t want to stay late tomorrow.
So far this year I’ve had two batches of fillings; one emergency filling replacement and another filling; now a root canal. I also had the whole knee surgery thing. I’m kinda tired of hurty type stuff. I want some non-hurty stuff to happen.