Today involved a rapidly-scheduled dental appointment to get a tooth extracted. I had cracked a tooth a little over a week ago, and over the weekend finally fessed up to the Stroppy One that I probably needed to go to the dentist. He called our super-fantastic dentist this morning and got me an appointment for noon.

Everything went really smoothly*. But as I've never had a tooth extracted before, it's all kind of weird for me. I am hyper-paranoid that I will do something wrong with the aftercare; the Stroppy One is doing his best to reassure me, but part of my brain is being unreasonable. So in order to shut up that part of my brain and distract myself, I am sitting on the couch, loopy from pain meds, indulging in Labyrinth. Hi, David Bowie, hiiiiiii.



*Also, my dentist gave me my tooth. He knew I'd want to keep it. One of the many reasons Dr. Ryan is awesome.
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From: [personal profile] fyrdrakken


Oddly enough, I had a tooth pulled Monday afternoon, too. I'd broken a chunk off a week and a half before Xmas, and then the filling fell out that night, and I wound up calling a dentist a few days later and deliberately scheduling an appointment for after Xmas so I wouldn't have to deal with it during my vacation. (I could get away with waiting a bit because it never hurt. It was a tooth that a dentist had wanted to root canal years ago and the nerve was probably already dead.)

I'd had a number of teeth pulled as a child, though -- my canines were all yanked (permanents included) in an attempt to make more room in my tiny jaw for all my teeth. Not a new experience, and the dentist was great about numbing me up -- I ached a tiny bit that night and not at all the next day, and by now I'm even eating mostly-normally. The worst part was twenty-four hours of no carbonated beverages or tea -- caffeine withdrawal.
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