Saturday, 27 December 2008

Road Trip

Road trip today, off to see the wife's family in London. It isn't too far, just a couple hours up the road. The fog this morning is so thick I can't see the car across the street. This should make for a fun drive. I love taking these little trips, it's the excuse I need to have the kids clean the car out.

Cheers and Happy Holidays.

Wednesday, 24 December 2008

Merry Christmas

All I want for Christmas is my wisdom teeth out.

I went to the dentist yesterday to get a problem tooth removed. The dentist took one look at it and said yup, it has to come out. It was a wisdom tooth anyway, so no harm done. The X-ray showed it should be a relatively easy extraction. He froze the area, put me under the gas and got to work.

That's the end of things going right. 

First off, I had a reaction to the anaesthetic and went into an adrenaline rush. I started shaking and shivering uncontrollably. The tech put a blanket over me and the gas was switched to pure oxygen, but it didn't work. The dentist kept working, eventually I came down and relaxed. 

The tooth didn't want to come out. It started breaking apart instead of coming loose. He finally decided after about an hour that he would remove the nerves and send me to an oral surgeon. But when he got the nerves out, the tooth started loosening up. Now at this point, I have more tools shoved in my mouth than necessary, my lips are cut from them. My jaw is in so much pain that it makes the tooth seem inconsequential, and the gas isn't on, so I can feel everything. Three people working on this tooth while I'm recovering from shock, ripping my mouth apart for over two hours. It should have come out within a half hour. Not cool. He finally got the tooth by standing over me and reefing it out. Imagine my comfort. It turns out the roots were curved and the tooth impacted. It should have been surgery from the start, which after an hour the dentist reminded me of in no uncertain terms. He was not having fun either. 

After coming down off the rush I drove home in a snowstorm, and headed off to bed. Tylenol 3 in hand, I curled up in bed. I couldn't get warm, Kim put a hot water bottle at my feet and an extra blanket, but I couldn't stop shivering. All I wanted was something to eat, but that wasn't an option yet. I took about 4 hours for the bleeding to stop before I could take a couple of spoonfuls of apple sauce. More Tylenol 3 around 10, then tried to sleep. They even gave me a bag of frozen veggies (a Wilsonworld icepack) to keep the swelling down. Great, add cold when I can't get warm. 

This morning, the bleeding has stopped, and I started my day with more apple sauce, but I feel so week. Everything seems to be a chore, even coming down the stairs. I'm going to post this and go back to bed, nursing my cut mouth. 

This was the worst trip to the dentist I've ever experienced, anything from here on in should be a cakewalk. The dentist did a great job considering what I through at him. I know he was frustrated as hell, I joked later that I just wanted him to work for his Christmas break. 

Tomorrow is Christmas day, and I may have to have my dinner puréed. Not nice. The thought occurred to me to wait until after the holidays to have this done, I guess I'm glad I didn't wait, I would  be going through this no matter when it happened. At least it's done now. 

Hopefully as the day moves forward I will get a little stronger and this will begin to heal. Either that or I'm spending Christmas on my back.