Tooth Update

Very simply put, it's gone.

I went to the oral surgeon on Thursday morning, he used IV sedation to knock me out, and about 30 minutes later, I woke up (sort of) without "the tooth".

OK, OK, OK...  so there's a little more to it than that.  I just thought I'd start out with the simple, short story.

Wednesday night pretty much sucked.  The H.H. tried to give me a kiss, and just about threw me into a tizzy of pain when the pressure against my lips moved my head and made my teeth touch.  I couldn't really eat much of anything because I just plain couldn't close my mouth all the way.  Biting and/or chewing = teeth touching = pain.  I didn't sleep much because every move I made somehow caused some sort of tooth pain.  I couldn't eat or drink anything after midnight, but didn't care...  and  for me to not care about missing my morning coffee, you know it was bad.

We got to the dentist's office a few minutes early, which was OK, because I had to fill out quite a bit of paperwork. 

After I went to the procedure room (I don't know what else to call it, since it wasn't really an exam room...) I remember about 4 things.  1- the dentist was quite pleasant.  2 - He started the IV 100% painlessly (didn't even feel the prick). 3 - they tied the oxygen thingy under my nose and around my ears, but I never did feel anything blowing into my nose. And 4 - I thought I was so tired I could have almost fallen asleep without the anesthesia.  :) 

Aaaaaaaand.................  that's about it for Thursday.

I vaguely recall going over some post-procedure instructions, and then I sort of remember seeing Spongebob on the television at some point.  I think I talked to the H.H. on the phone in the late afternoon, but I couldn't possibly tell you anything about that conversation.  I was out - like a light - most of the day and night.  The only thing I remember clearly was that I got sick sometime during the evening as the anesthesia was wearing off (ugh) and that it caused the bleeding to start up again.  Yuck.  Thankfully, that didn't last too long. 

On Friday, I woke up expecting to be in alot of pain, and was surprised when I wasn't.  In fact, though I felt alot of soreness, it was actually not as painful - in a bad way - as it had been for the past several days.  I'm guessing that is a good thing, and means the tooth really did need to go.

And that's my story.  The long - and long - of it.