I am Hole-ier than thou
Unfortunately, it's not halloween yet. With my entire mouth oozing with blood and my 6 front teeth entirely gone, I'm sure I could've won the prize in any costume competition! I'm still waiting for some poor jerk to tick me off enough so that I can feel justified in freaking him out by snarling and hissing from my bloodied mouth like some kind of demoniac let loose on society... Hey give me a break! A smile like this is a once-in a lifetime shot (well in my case, twice in a lifetime - http://kruszer.livejournal.com/107269.html), don't I deserve to have a little fun?
I have a feeling that today won't be the day that I'll meet my future husband. If I do happen to meet Mr Wonderful, he'll probably take one look at me and run for a crucifix and a bowl of holy water... unless his name happens to be Dracula. Mmmm would you like a kiss baby? ;)
In case you haven't figured it out by now, indeed tis true - Exactly one week after having two bad molars yanked out of my face, I returned to the dentist today for another dose of torture. For all the pain I'm enduring you'd think I was either masochistic or crazy -maybe both. I was expecting to have my three "cracked-off-at-the-gum" teeth extracted, but instead, (at my initiative, since I don't want to have to go through the anticipation/recovery process too many times, the other teeth would need work eventually, and I wanted to get the most out of having my face frozen to my eyeballs today) my dentist pulled my six front teeth - eye-tooth to eye-tooth.
Part of me is leaping with joy that the bulk of the much needed work is finally done (the part of me that is no doubt still under the effects of the anesthesia), and another part of me is crying at the thought of all those not-so-pearly-anymore-whites and I have gone through:
1. 6 years of braces, a few months of retainer (which I accidentally threw out with my lunch scraps) :P
2. dental surgery on my pallet in order to uncover and put a brace on my eye-teeth which were stuck in the bone (episode includes stitches that didn't hold and a late-night emergency visit to the surgeon for more freezing and more stitches.
3. month-by-month, millimetre by millimetre, pulling of eye-teeth through the pallet bone, along with brace work
4. major ski accident - collision of mouth with T-bar and painful experience of all my teeth being instantly yanked forward, and 10 hours later pushed back into place - (no anesthesia/pain killers given until my dentist was pushing the teeth back) http://kruszer.livejournal.com/107269.html
5. weekly and eventually monthly X-rays to check on the status of teeth. (gradual awareness that nerves had taken a huge shock and were growing shorter and would likely eventually die)
6. 4 $700/ea root canals (at least one of them out of my own pocket, if I remember correctly) and a couple of other fillings
- Summary: 6 years of braces, 1 traumatic accident, 2 surgeries, 4 root canals, a few fillings, TONS of x-rays, LOTS of freezing solution, SEVERAL thousand dollars invested in straightening and saving them...
And the end result of it all: 6 teeth on a dentist tray.
Ouch and ouch indeed.
Somewhere there is a tooth fairy (and a couple of richer dentists) laughing at the irony of it all.
The truth hurts more than the tooth.
I have a feeling that today won't be the day that I'll meet my future husband. If I do happen to meet Mr Wonderful, he'll probably take one look at me and run for a crucifix and a bowl of holy water... unless his name happens to be Dracula. Mmmm would you like a kiss baby? ;)
In case you haven't figured it out by now, indeed tis true - Exactly one week after having two bad molars yanked out of my face, I returned to the dentist today for another dose of torture. For all the pain I'm enduring you'd think I was either masochistic or crazy -maybe both. I was expecting to have my three "cracked-off-at-the-gum" teeth extracted, but instead, (at my initiative, since I don't want to have to go through the anticipation/recovery process too many times, the other teeth would need work eventually, and I wanted to get the most out of having my face frozen to my eyeballs today) my dentist pulled my six front teeth - eye-tooth to eye-tooth.
Part of me is leaping with joy that the bulk of the much needed work is finally done (the part of me that is no doubt still under the effects of the anesthesia), and another part of me is crying at the thought of all those not-so-pearly-anymore-whites and I have gone through:
1. 6 years of braces, a few months of retainer (which I accidentally threw out with my lunch scraps) :P
2. dental surgery on my pallet in order to uncover and put a brace on my eye-teeth which were stuck in the bone (episode includes stitches that didn't hold and a late-night emergency visit to the surgeon for more freezing and more stitches.
3. month-by-month, millimetre by millimetre, pulling of eye-teeth through the pallet bone, along with brace work
4. major ski accident - collision of mouth with T-bar and painful experience of all my teeth being instantly yanked forward, and 10 hours later pushed back into place - (no anesthesia/pain killers given until my dentist was pushing the teeth back) http://kruszer.livejournal.com/107269.html
5. weekly and eventually monthly X-rays to check on the status of teeth. (gradual awareness that nerves had taken a huge shock and were growing shorter and would likely eventually die)
6. 4 $700/ea root canals (at least one of them out of my own pocket, if I remember correctly) and a couple of other fillings
- Summary: 6 years of braces, 1 traumatic accident, 2 surgeries, 4 root canals, a few fillings, TONS of x-rays, LOTS of freezing solution, SEVERAL thousand dollars invested in straightening and saving them...
And the end result of it all: 6 teeth on a dentist tray.
Ouch and ouch indeed.
Somewhere there is a tooth fairy (and a couple of richer dentists) laughing at the irony of it all.
The truth hurts more than the tooth.