You know how your car can be making a funny noise, so you take the car to the mechanic, and then the car won't make the noise?
yeah. This morning, in desperation, I called my dentist's office. My jaw blew up over the weekend, and when I could no longer eat or brush, I realized it was time for help. Oh! But my regular dentist is out on maternity leave (Kid #6! Go doc!), so I had to schedule with another dentist in the practice.
And sure enough, after several days of dental pain, virtually as soon as I hung up the phone, the hurt abated.
I'm keeping the appointment anyway. In, let's see, half an hour. Let him poke and prod and piss my jaw off. It deserves it, the motherf*cker.
I'll let you know how I make out.
Updated to add: It turned out to be a tooth in need of a root canal. F*ck.
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4 comments:
Ugh, well I hope the pain stays away!
Hoo boy, Shalini, it turned out to be a root canal. Which actually hurts my pocketbook worse than my jaw. Sheesh.
I had a root canal thing done last month - and it's still sore! I'm frightened to go back.
I was so tired that I fell asleep whilst the dentist was digging about in my jaw. Get that, eh!
You FELL ASLEEP?! Good for you! I WISH I could fall asleep at the dentist's. Instead, I white-knuckle it. And squeeze my eyes shut so I don't actually SEE anything that's going on!
Oh! And evidently the dentist slipped with the drill or something on Monday, because now I've got a nice fat lip. I look like Angelina Jolie. Well, my lower lip does, anyway. Free botox!
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