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Sausage
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- Oct 17, 2021
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Well well, 2 weeks ago I finally bit the bullet and plucked up the courage to pick up the phone and call the dentist, not because of a dental emergency or toothache or anything, but because I’m fed up of having that cloud hanging over my head every day that is always getting put off for another day, meanwhile any problems I have are only getting worse. Instead of the path of least resistance, I went in and asked what needs to be done, what should be done, and decided to make a commitment to see it through.
Turns out it seemingly isn’t quite so bad as I had worried, my teeth are generally salvageable. I have two destroyed molars that need extracting, I knew that, gum recession on the lower teeth, I knew that, tar tar build up on the lower teeth, I knew that. Also a wisdom tooth that currently isn’t giving me any shit but will do one day, so is on the extraction list. But I’m not riddled with cavities in every tooth which is what I had kind of assumed would be the case and the two broken teeth are the only serious problems that really need immediate intervention.
Extractions are being referred to hospital, so they can be swept under the carpet for now. And hopefully they have gas and air!!!
I have my first treatment tomorrow, a deep clean. I don’t really know what I was expecting there, maybe scrape a bit of plaque off, buff up some areas that are a bit off colour. Decided to have a look on Google this evening and it looks like I’ll be getting an injection. Instantly crapping myself, funny how phobias are. Just like that I’m back to hoping someone will just hit me over the head with a rock and I magically wake up to a full set of dental implants. I suppose I should have looked sooner and given myself the time to mentally prepare but at least I have a fighting chance of seeing it through, if I’d got there tomorrow and they surprised me with a syringe I’d have been out that chair faster than you could blink. I’ve no idea how I’m going to sit there calm and still and allow them to do it.
I wish they’d let me fill up on beer first!
Oh well. I managed to quit smoking easily enough, years ago now but in similar circumstances, just woke up one day and decided enough was enough. And more people struggle to quit smoking than struggle to go to the dentist and sit still for 5 seconds whilst a little needle pricks their gum. So surely I can manage it…
Anyone got a rock?
Turns out it seemingly isn’t quite so bad as I had worried, my teeth are generally salvageable. I have two destroyed molars that need extracting, I knew that, gum recession on the lower teeth, I knew that, tar tar build up on the lower teeth, I knew that. Also a wisdom tooth that currently isn’t giving me any shit but will do one day, so is on the extraction list. But I’m not riddled with cavities in every tooth which is what I had kind of assumed would be the case and the two broken teeth are the only serious problems that really need immediate intervention.
Extractions are being referred to hospital, so they can be swept under the carpet for now. And hopefully they have gas and air!!!
I have my first treatment tomorrow, a deep clean. I don’t really know what I was expecting there, maybe scrape a bit of plaque off, buff up some areas that are a bit off colour. Decided to have a look on Google this evening and it looks like I’ll be getting an injection. Instantly crapping myself, funny how phobias are. Just like that I’m back to hoping someone will just hit me over the head with a rock and I magically wake up to a full set of dental implants. I suppose I should have looked sooner and given myself the time to mentally prepare but at least I have a fighting chance of seeing it through, if I’d got there tomorrow and they surprised me with a syringe I’d have been out that chair faster than you could blink. I’ve no idea how I’m going to sit there calm and still and allow them to do it.
I wish they’d let me fill up on beer first!
Oh well. I managed to quit smoking easily enough, years ago now but in similar circumstances, just woke up one day and decided enough was enough. And more people struggle to quit smoking than struggle to go to the dentist and sit still for 5 seconds whilst a little needle pricks their gum. So surely I can manage it…
Anyone got a rock?