Redefining Stupid

Not anyone else’s. My own, thanks.

About several weeks ago, I went to the dentist. I needed a crown. He did all the stuff he had to do, put on a temporary, and scheduled me for another appointment to get the real one put on.

Well, I had to miss that appointment. Can’t remember why, but I remember having to reschedule. And the next appointment? I totally forgot it.

Yesterday afternoon, I began having a dull, nagging ache in my lower jaw, on the left…right where the temporary crown is. The light bulb went on over my head–“oh yeah! I didn’t get that crown taken care of!” Did I call the dentist right then? Noooooooooo. Kept working.

By about six last night, I was in agony, and nothing was working, not even Aleve, which usually relieves my pain when I simply think about taking it.

When it comes to pain, I am not a wuss. After birthing three children without benefit of medication, my pain tolerance is very, very high. It takes a lot for me to say “ow,” but by the time I attempted to go to sleep last night, I was near tears. I finally took a Tylenol 3 that I’d been hanging on to for just such an emergency. That, a warm salt water rinse, and my son’s Baby Orajel took care of the pain just long enough for me to actually fall asleep.

I started taking amoxicillin this morning, because pain this bad (and it’s spread throughout the entire left side of my jaw now) just can’t be the temporary alone. And I called the dentist. But I can’t get in to see him until Thursday.

So now I’m still in pain. I’ve taken a few doses of Tylenol, and that’s taken the edge off somewhat, but not enough. It’s a good thing I don’t know precisely where my husband keeps the tools he has for working on his guitar, because if I did know, I’d be performing oral surgery on myself.

Good Goddess, this hurts. But it’s my own stupid fault. I forgot I had to go get a crown, fer cryin’ out loud! When I already had the temporary one in there! I have no fear of dentists. Never have, never will. I just plain forgot. And now I’m ready to cut off my own head because of it.

How stupid can one get? Yeesh!

Could be worse, Al. You could have forgotten to breathe.
Things happen, things get forgotten, people get old and forget to do things…

:: d&r ::

Yikes, Cristi, get thee to a dentisty, quickly! I’ve withstood a lot of different sports and occupational injuries and thought nothing of it. However, I am a Grade “A” Wimp when it comes to dental pain. I had a root canal done last year and I whimpered like a baby all the way through it.

Reading your post also took some of the enjoyment out of the raspberry snow-cone that I’m munching on right now. :frowning:

Dragged my butt out of bed and went to the dentist at 8:30. Got the new crown. Pain gone. Yay!

I wonder what stupid thing I’ll do next. :smiley:

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I think you just made up a new cliche. Cutting off one’s head to spite their tooth. :wink:

You really want anyone to answer that? You might be suprised. :slight_smile:

Oh yeah… compassion lapse… Glad to hear your tooth is feeling better. :slight_smile:

Sorry to hear of the trouble, Pers. Glad it worked out well for you, though.

I’ve been having a twinge or 2 now and then, so I mentioned it to the hygienist at my last visit. She took an X-ray, and referred it to the doctor when he got back from vacation. I’m going in in about 2 weeks to get my crown done. Yay.

See Pers, that’s the problem we have of me posting in the morning and you posting at night: I miss stuff. Glad its better. Hope it stays that way.