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There are people on the net that have nothing better to do with their time then be nasty to other people online. They post rude comments, spend hours a day talking about sites they hate so much, that they well, spend hours a day talking about them. (lame) They mock the owners and posters for their opinions and their right to free speech. They expect everyone to fit into their narrow-minded little world view or else they throw a temper tantrum.

To these people I say grow up.

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Thursday, April 28, 2005

A Little Sore
But the work is done.

Went in today (well, since it's after midnight, technically yesterday - Wednesday) for my permanent crown, uh..installation? Heh. Anyway, my appointment was 12:40pm and we got there right at that time. Waited (as always) until sometime after 1pm. Got in there and she tried to remove the temp but it hurt. She tried a couple different times and said they may have to numb me up. She did manage to get it off with a little more work, but as soon as the air hit it, it felt like someone stabbed me with ice picks right in the tooth. I guess the air itself can be painful if you've got sensitive teeth since once the temp cap was off, it was pretty much all open.

The next lady came in to try to clean up from under the temp cap and start fitting the perm one but she couldn't even touch me. The moment they took the gauze off (they had me bite down on some for a few minutes to see if it'd feel better), it hurt. Bad.

So, they called the Dr. in to numb me. Instead of what they did last time (apparently a "full block" where literally half of my bottom jaw was numb all the way to the front of my lip and mouth), he just came at me - repeatedly - with a really painful needle and numbed up the tooth itself. Man, that hurt. No warning, no nothing, just JAB! JAB! JAB! Owww.

Alright, so I'm numbed and now they can start the work. The second lady comes back to fit the crown. She had to work at it for a good 15-20 minutes, sanding it down, shaping it, etc. to get it to sit just right. Meanwhile, the anestheia they put in my mouth made me start shaking. I felt like I had just chugged a case of caffine or something. My jaw was even trembling as I was holding it open for her. My hands were all trembling. She said it's rare, but it can happen from the numbing agent. I said it didn't happen the last time they numbed me but she explained that it's a totally different type of anesthesia then the full block they did last time. Go me. Chalk it up to yet another really rare and weird ass side effect I get from something that everyone in the world has no problem with. (My mom is worse. She's had reactions that they didn't know where medically possible. One Dr. wanted to do a clinical research study on her but she declined.)

Ok, so fitting and fiddling. No problem though, it didn't hurt thanks to my make-me-shaky numbing. Dr came back in, cemented the puppy in place and that was about it. But the entire process took forever. I wasn't out of there until about 2:30pm. Oy. He said the type of cement they use will keep it from being cold sensitive. It bonds into the small gaps so the cold doesn't transfer to the root or something. It's specifically made for that reason. Cool. I hope it works. I've always had super cold-sensitive teeth.

The numbness wore off by about 5pm or so. And all evening it's just been a little swollen and it feels like someone hit me; like a bruise. Not bad, but certainly not comfortable. My bite feels odd. It feels too high on that side. I'm hoping that it's just because it's different and not actually too high. When she fit it, it felt great. Now it feels higher. Everyone seems to be of the thought though to give it a few days. Just learn how to settle my mouth and bite together again. (Seeing as I haven't eaten on that side in about three years.)

It looks fab though. Holy cow. My mom and Love both thought it was fantastic looking work. It's all white and tooth looking. Which sounds silly but you know, the temp didn't look like a tooth. It was white, but it was all smooth on top and weirdly jagged on the sides. This doesn't come down past where it should on the side and it's smooth on the side and has normal definition on the top - like a real tooth. And it's white. Wow. That tooth has had a silver (amalgam) filling in it since I was like seven or eight. So for about twenty years it's been a big dark blotch in my mouth. Then for over two years, it had a crack in it. Then for a month it had a peice missing. So to see this big, white, normal looking tooth is pretty cool.

Now I only have SIX cavities to deal with. *sighs* And I have some in all four sections (top left, bottom left, top right, bottom right) so it'll need to be done a section at a time. Not that I have the money for it.

But...this one's done. This was the worst by far and I so narrowly escaped needing a root canal on it. The others are bad and if I don't do something soon, I'll be facing further problems, but they're not as absolutely critical as this one was. And, it's good to get done with at least this stage. It feels like it's been such a looooong process.

Anyway, me and my bruised and slightly swollen mouth are calling it a night. But I wanted to let everyone know that while it took longer then expected and was harder then expected (and that I had to get numbed up which wasn't on the agenda originally), all-in-all, I'm doing ok.

Twenty four hours and I'll be enjoying eating everything and anything - on BOTH sides of my mouth. How cool is that?