Sometimes life gets in the way of the best laid plans.
The only deadline is the one I give myself.
Mark Thomas
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I had to look up Mark Thomas. One misses much of contemporary culture when one does not have TV. Never-the-less life goes on. There is a reason I missed my Sunday post.
Thursday night at work I managed to lodge a peanut in a broken tooth. When I flossed it out I broke the last barrier between the tooth and the root. Anyone who has been through this before knows what happened next. I spent the night with my cheek on various ice packs, using ice chips to reduce the pain, and drinking a lot of cold water. And yes, I took every pain relieving substance in the house. Friday morning I texted my boss, that I would not be in and why, then trotted off the the dental clinic at the County. I knew walking in the door that the only option was to pull it. By this point the pain is very bad, and I am almost in tears. While I was waiting to be seen I watched Forrest Gump. What a great movie. Smart people showing movies with humor.
Long story short- Appointment for Monday morning to have the tooth pulled, a large bottle of penicillin, and instructions to take acetaminophen for the pain. I went home, took the drugs texted my boss again that I would be in for my shift on Saturday. Then I went to bed, with my cheek on an ice pack. I was expecting the drugs to do their thing. Sure enough, by Friday evening I was good to go.
Work was work, and Sunday was a day to make sure I was ready for what ever happened on Monday. I changed my sheets. Everything is better with fresh sheets. I made a pot of garbanzo's. Soft, nutritious. Then I went out and planted a bed of beets. And did other chores in the vegetable garden that needed to be done. I have a rather active bunch of raccoons that live on the property, and since I use worm castings in all my beds, I am careful to surround each one with a short fence of chicken wire. I have come out and seen little digs around the bottom of the fences.
That night I did chores, got the trash out and up on the levee. Cleaned up and went to bed. I will confess I took a little more BP medication than normal. I didn't want to be told they could not do the surgery. I have had a lot of dental work done, too many Novocain shots. To me they hurt like hell. I have had some less than great experiences in the dentists chair, and it always starts with some dentist telling me that jell will make the shot not hurt.
Monday morning I got up and took another does of BP medication. No salt, no caffeine, lots of water for 24 hours. My landlord, Fred, gave me a ride over. We sat in the car and talked about ways to relax before I went in, which helped a lot. He waited while they did the procedure. They told me an hour. For once a doctor listen to me. He was putting the gel on and I told him he might want to do the first shot a bit farther back. So he did. That first one hurt a lot, they always do. The subsequent ones not so much. When I told him that it wears off quickly with me he tested the tooth before he started pulling on it, and gave me more. Then, although it took a lot of effort he just pulled the tooth out. He said there was only a membrane separating it from my sinuses and to watch blowing my nose and coughing for a week. They squirted it with anti-sceptic, packed it with gauze, gave me some script and out I went. NO follow up. Fred said it was just under an hour. Fred and I went to Jack-in-the-Box while I waited for the Vicodin. By the time I got the drugs the novocain was wearing off, but the drugs kicked in eventually. I took a nap on an ice pack to reduce the swelling and have felt fine ever since. There is a bit of swelling but no bruising as far as I can tell.
It wasn't the most positive experience to go through, but considering what it was, It was OK.
The only deadline is the one I give myself.
Mark Thomas
Read more at http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/keywords/deadline.html#mt0UbEplh2cCfV7Y.99
I had to look up Mark Thomas. One misses much of contemporary culture when one does not have TV. Never-the-less life goes on. There is a reason I missed my Sunday post.
Thursday night at work I managed to lodge a peanut in a broken tooth. When I flossed it out I broke the last barrier between the tooth and the root. Anyone who has been through this before knows what happened next. I spent the night with my cheek on various ice packs, using ice chips to reduce the pain, and drinking a lot of cold water. And yes, I took every pain relieving substance in the house. Friday morning I texted my boss, that I would not be in and why, then trotted off the the dental clinic at the County. I knew walking in the door that the only option was to pull it. By this point the pain is very bad, and I am almost in tears. While I was waiting to be seen I watched Forrest Gump. What a great movie. Smart people showing movies with humor.
Long story short- Appointment for Monday morning to have the tooth pulled, a large bottle of penicillin, and instructions to take acetaminophen for the pain. I went home, took the drugs texted my boss again that I would be in for my shift on Saturday. Then I went to bed, with my cheek on an ice pack. I was expecting the drugs to do their thing. Sure enough, by Friday evening I was good to go.
Work was work, and Sunday was a day to make sure I was ready for what ever happened on Monday. I changed my sheets. Everything is better with fresh sheets. I made a pot of garbanzo's. Soft, nutritious. Then I went out and planted a bed of beets. And did other chores in the vegetable garden that needed to be done. I have a rather active bunch of raccoons that live on the property, and since I use worm castings in all my beds, I am careful to surround each one with a short fence of chicken wire. I have come out and seen little digs around the bottom of the fences.
That night I did chores, got the trash out and up on the levee. Cleaned up and went to bed. I will confess I took a little more BP medication than normal. I didn't want to be told they could not do the surgery. I have had a lot of dental work done, too many Novocain shots. To me they hurt like hell. I have had some less than great experiences in the dentists chair, and it always starts with some dentist telling me that jell will make the shot not hurt.
Monday morning I got up and took another does of BP medication. No salt, no caffeine, lots of water for 24 hours. My landlord, Fred, gave me a ride over. We sat in the car and talked about ways to relax before I went in, which helped a lot. He waited while they did the procedure. They told me an hour. For once a doctor listen to me. He was putting the gel on and I told him he might want to do the first shot a bit farther back. So he did. That first one hurt a lot, they always do. The subsequent ones not so much. When I told him that it wears off quickly with me he tested the tooth before he started pulling on it, and gave me more. Then, although it took a lot of effort he just pulled the tooth out. He said there was only a membrane separating it from my sinuses and to watch blowing my nose and coughing for a week. They squirted it with anti-sceptic, packed it with gauze, gave me some script and out I went. NO follow up. Fred said it was just under an hour. Fred and I went to Jack-in-the-Box while I waited for the Vicodin. By the time I got the drugs the novocain was wearing off, but the drugs kicked in eventually. I took a nap on an ice pack to reduce the swelling and have felt fine ever since. There is a bit of swelling but no bruising as far as I can tell.
It wasn't the most positive experience to go through, but considering what it was, It was OK.
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