Wordless Wednesday: Toothless

Tooth #1: Top Right

Tooth #2: Bottom Left 

Tooth #3: Top Left

Tooth #4: Bottom Right

 

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No more wisdom teeth!

Well, I survived! So far anyway! ;-) As of Tuesday at 10ish, I no longer have any wisdom teeth. The last thing I remember while my wisdom teeth were still in is being in the chair as they were giving me the anesthetic. I was asked if I was feeling sleepy and I replied "Yeah, a little". I must have been gone immediately after that because I don't recall anything else! LOL!

The next thing I remember is sitting up in a room with my mom, Morgan and Blake. I vaguely remember anything that happened in the room. I actually had to check my checkbook later to see if I had actually paid for the surgery. Not sure how I had enough sense to write a check. I don't remember putting my sweatshirt back on. (I had a t-shirt on underneath, so they asked if I could take my sweatshirt off for better access for blood pressure and the IV.) I also had my earrings back in, which I had taken out for an x-ray-no recollection of doing that either! It was a really strange feeling for me being that it was my first surgery.

Mom drove me back to my town where she stopped at McDonald's for the kids. As she went in I took my gauze out to have a drink and take my Vicodin. Unfortunately 30-45 minutes that it had been since we left the oral surgeon's was a little too long to wait to take the Vicodin. I felt miserable while waiting for mom to get the kids' food. Terrible headache and my mouth was awefully sore. At about the same time nausea set it and I started sweating terribly. I wasn't sure if I was going to pass out or throw up and I knew neither situation would have been good!

I made it home taking deep breaths the whole way trying to avoid passing out/throwing up and trying to make it through the pain until the Vicodin kicked in. Mom took the kids home with her and I situated myself on the couch and slept for a good 2-1/2 hours. I woke up feeling fine! Thankfully! My jaw is sore and swollen and it's tough to open my mouth to eat, but the pain is under control! Yay! :-)

I had to talk to my mom about what was said to us after I woke up, because I honestly couldn't remember. The Dr. told her that my jaw was going to be sore and that I have stitches on the bottom. I'm curious if mentioning the fact that I'd be sore is something that he tells everyone, because I thought that was going to be a given! LOL! Besides that I think everything is fairly typical. It might be a while before I can eat normally again, but I'm looking forward to losing a couple pounds! LOL!

I thought I'd share a picture of me looking miserable and swollen. My jaw is not typically square like you see here. And I'm honestly not miserable, but it just looks that way because of the swelling.

***Prepare yourselves....it's a scary sight! LOL!

No More Drilling!

I had a rough morning this morning that is leading to an even rougher afternoon. I had to go to the dentist this morning for a crown, which they had to put a core in as well, and two fillings. For as up tight as I was this morning about going to the dentist, I still had no clue what I was in for!

Luckily, when I got to the dentist, I didn't have to wait long. I don't think my nerves could have taken it! I went and sat in the chair and they had me sign some paperwork. The dentist then came and gave me the Novocaine, which was followed by the dental assistant coming and getting an impression of my teeth for the crown. When I was completely numb and feeling like I had a fat lip, the dentist came back and proceeded to drill, and drill, and drill! I swear he was drilling for 20 minutes. Water and pieces of tooth were flying everywhere, including all over my face. Apparently I did quite well, though. The dentist complimented on how easy going I was. (Believe me, I really wasn't feeling easy going!) Once he finished drilling, he then poured the silver into both teeth that needed fillings and proceeded to shove this metal cylinder around the tooth that needed a crown. (By the way, when I say shove, I think he actually stood up and was pushing down on it with all his might to get it into place.) He did more scraping and who knows what. The assistant rinsed and sucked up pieces of tooth and whatever stuff they make a crown with. Afterwards, I got another impression for the permanent crown and yet another for the temporary crown. The assistant cemented in the temporary crown, washed off my face for me, and I was all set (besides having to pay for all the trauma and the pain to come.)

So I'm home now. The Novocaine has wore off and I can feel the extent of what was done to me! My jaw is super sore and that whole side of my head hurts. I was told that the tooth that needed the crown would be sensitive and it is-to air! I can't breath through my mouth without feeling a sharp pain in my tooth. I was told the sensitivity would be to hot and cold and could last for 48 hours. I'm really hoping that it doesn't last that long! On top of that, the cement wasn't completely cleaned away from the inside of my tooth, so my tongue feels raw from rubbing on it. I'll need to go back in 3 weeks for the permanent crown, but that should be quick and easy...I hope.

By the way, this was only phase #1 of a dental plan they set up for me. I still have to go through phases #2 and #3 to get my wisdom teeth pulled (gulp).