On Monday at about 2:00 AM (I had insomnia), I experienced an unpleasant sensation, the back of my third molar (right hand side, upper jaw, about 1/4 of the back right corner of the tooth) fractured away, leaving a very sharp, pointy side facing my cheek, thankfully it didn’t hurt my cheek, but I did cut my index finger pretty well when I poked and prodded at the remains
Say goodbye to any sleep that day, I was panicking, envisioning the worst-case scenario, as for the past few years I have been underemployed/unemployed and without health insurance…
Thankfully, I have health and dental through my current job, as well as a health flex-spending account…
So, later that day, I drove into work, trying to call the dentist to set up an appointment ASAP
I got one later that morning, got an x-ray, and the dentist sent me to an oral surgeon to have the tooth extracted, as it had some weird thing with the roots being fused together and curved towards the skull bones, he didn’t feel comfortable pulling the tooth with the root issues the way they were
So, I went to the oral surgery place, filled in even more paperwork, and after about a half hour of getting numbed up, hiaving the wonderful experience of having the broken tooth yanked out of my upper jaw, it was the strangest sensation, hearing the tooth crumbling, feeling the vibrations and tugging of the surgeon, but a quick five minutes later, poink, out came the tooth, root intact
I then had the fun of having to keep a gauze pack over the extraction site, it took a good 7 hours for the bleeding to taper off to a faint ooze, the next day, I felt slightly feverish and floaty, and was still experiencing minor oozing, so I called in sick that day as well, by that evening, the oozing was essentially over, and I could see the wound was filling in properly, just a slight indentation at the center of the extraction site
pain has largely been nothing more than a dull ache, slowly weakening in strength, I was given perscription meds for the pain, but thanks to my high pain tolerance, I never needed them, well, I did take a half a pill the first night to see if it had any effect, I’m not a fan of narcotic based pain meds, and I figured cutting the dose in half would be safer than going full dose right off the bat, if I needed the other half due to the half dose not working, I could always take it later
after taking the half pill, I basically slept for 7 hours, if there was any pain, I wasn’t consciously aware of it, and after waking 7 hours later, I had to deal with an annoying “floaty” not-all-there type feeling which I hated, I basically ignored it by sleeping the rest of the pill off
Nosir, I don’t like narc pain meds, not at all
Second day, I felt floaty and slightly feverish, and the wound was still faintly oozing, so I took another day off work (2 days total, thank Og for sick time ), and today, I’m back, and rarin’ to go, I’m not at 100%, but I’m far better than the last two days, and have not touched the prescription meds, as a couple Advil work just fine for pain control (basically a faint dull ache, 1.5 on a scale of 1-10)
From what the surgeon told me, wisdom teeth are remarkably trouble-prone, hard to brush, and have this type of failure quite often, he also wondered why I never had them pulled at 16, I think it was my fear/apprehension of dental surgery that scared me off, looking back, I should have manned-up and had it done
Oh well, it’s done now, and it won’t be troubling me anymore
Stupid poorly-designed human body, first my appendix, now wisdom tooth, I know I should have sprang for the extended warranty…