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Oct. 25th, 2007 11:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So, all of today has been one twining rope of unbelievable pain toward the back of my mouth (right side, dread complications of a wisdom tooth I probably need out (immediately), says my shabby self-diagnosis). Well, it wasn't unbelievable when it started... and it doesn't really feel like teeth. It's all in the tissue back there... some kind of infection? Is this going to poison me over night before I can call the dentist I've never met in the morning? Though the occasions where I have to see this in myself are rare (it's all part of the story, see), I am once again reduced to petulance and near-tears... yea, it hurts really bad, but I think it's mostly about the promise of having to go to a doctor. What's more, I know it's not a simple course of antibiotics on the horizon that I will probably only take half of. They're going to want to put me under anesthesia and dump drugs on me after. I know, I know, I have the option to undergo whatever procedure without but frankly that sounds even worse. I may be terrified of 'going under', (mortally so!) but I'd much rather NOT have to experience whatever it is they're going to have to do to me. I think that's my base fear of the anesthesia: that it will fail.
And I'm going to miss a significant fucking sales weekend because of it. They'd better take my god damn insurance.
And I'm going to miss a significant fucking sales weekend because of it. They'd better take my god damn insurance.
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Date: 2007-10-26 07:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-26 08:19 am (UTC)I was once staunchly anti-drugs to the point of not having anaesthetic other than the local anaesthetics they use at the beginning of the procedure. Oh god no. I also metabolize painkillers twice as fast as anyone else my dentists have dealt with.
Luckily, the main drugs they give you are not painkillers - they're dissociatives. So instead of not FEELING the pain, you just don't care, because you're floating six feet outside of your body.
Vicodin AND nitrous oxide. Just make sure there's someone to get you home, and that means every step of the way, from the dentist's chair to the wheel chair to the car seat to the house to the door etc. Because you'll be pretty much useless for 24 hours, and pretty unhappy for at least two days.
Good luck, hon.
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Date: 2007-10-26 10:29 pm (UTC)*crosses fingers*
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Date: 2007-10-27 02:03 am (UTC)Why are you so afraid of going under? I am a curious monkey.
My excuse was always that I prefer to be in control of my own senses, but I have since found that being in truly extreme pain is as debilitating as being drugged (if not more so) and that, given those as exclusive options, I would much prefer the latter.
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Date: 2007-10-27 03:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-26 01:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-26 10:26 pm (UTC)