Today was a day of dental work. I went in for a consult on my tooth pain to find that something I’ve been saying to 2 previous dentists, as well as my current, was true: My Tooth is Cracked.
Well, the specialist confirmed it, of course correcting me on where the crack was, and the bummer news that the nerve was dying a slow and painful death thus the reason for my some-days-pain.
So today was a root canal. I’ve had one before which wasn’t bad, but this time…. ouch. ouch. ouch. Not fun, apparently I had “two canals” in which he found one hiding behind some bone? Unless I heard him wrong. At some point I’ll be honest I was in so much pain – I cried and was ready to run away.
I survived, in fact just took my heavy hitter pain meds, so far so good, still feeling pain, but I figure at least a full 30 before they even begin to take a dent off, but the hope is it’ll let me get back to sleep.
Still, need to get a crown on it, for now, just want to rest and try and if possible get some work done. Lots to do, and I know I should rest, but just that need to knock some things off the to-do list.
Who knows maybe this weekend I’ll be running smoothly, or at least getting some much-needed rest. Night all.