I knew I had a tooth problem. But I’ve been ignoring it since it didn’t hurt. Tried to focus on my dad.
Sidebar: dad is doing pretty well by the way. He was out of bed today and finally was able to feed himself. And I’ve been meeting with his elder law attorney to be ready in case we need further care. Plus to protect everything when he dies. I had to cancel my appointment with home health care.
Okay, back to my tooth. This morning I realized that the tooth had cracked and split in two. I have so many huge fillings from when I was a kid anyway. No pain but I realized I needed to do something as soon as possible.
I called the dentist. They got me in on an emergency basis for an extraction. I’m the world’s biggest baby at the dentist. I cry. I scream. I squeeze nurses’ hands and nearly break bones. I left my rings in the car in anticipation. Same nurse as last time. And she is the best.
They did the X-ray and agreed it could not be saved. They also said I had a nasty infection.
Long story short – 3 doses of Novacain and a dose of laughing gas, it was determined I couldn’t have the tooth removed until the infection cleared up. So next Tuesday we get to start this over again.
No pain before I went in. But my jaw and tooth aches tonight from all the digging he did today. This one tooth is going to cost me around $500 since I don’t have any insurance. Ouch!
I’m thankful for how patient and kind the dentist and his nurse were.
And I’m thankful my dad is getting better.