Tuesday, April 24, 2012

I Hate Teeth...The Extraction

It is done.  The tooth is gone as of 2:00 p.m. yesterday.

I almost didn't go. I could barely eat lunch due to my nervousness. It took all my strength to get in my van and drive to the appointment.  But I did.

And once there, I went right in and my dentist numbed my mouth.  A few moments later, he began working the tooth out.  Or as he stated, the three pieces of my tooth.  

It made a lovely noise as he was working.  Kind of like nails on a chalkboard, which was actually the tools against my tooth.  And then, he had to push down on my jaw as he was working.  It felt like my jaw was coming apart at the joint.

My heart was pounding so rapidly, it was skipping beats and I could feel my whole body shaking.  A small tear or two slipped out the corners of my eyes and I prayed without ceasing that it would be over soon.  And then it was over.

The dentist patted me on the shoulder and said it should feel better now that I had rid myself of that broken tooth.  

I felt a little shell-shocked, and couldn't really respond due to the wad of gauze I had clenched between my teeth.  But I managed to walk out to the desk where they informed me that I had a co-pay I needed to take care of.  Couldn't they have had me pay BEFORE I went in?  Somehow I wrote the check and headed out to the van.

It was then that I regretted turning down offers from my family to drive me to the appointment.  It seemed like a hundred miles to my Mom's house where I had left the children.

By the time I got home, I just wanted to cuddle up in my chair and try to relax.  I couldn't really eat anything; but I managed to down a whole can of cream of chicken soup.  It was not very satisfying though and my tummy was growling all the way until bedtime.  

So here I am, blogging away, after a decent night's sleep, trying to get back on schedule and not keep thinking about yesterday.

I do know that in the future, I will try to avoid at all costs having a tooth pulled.  And lest you think I have a low pain tolerance, please know that I have had five children and two were without pain relief!

Thank you for your prayers regarding my tooth.  And please feel free to share any dental moments you might like to add to my comments.  I would love to hear from you!


  1. When I had my tooth implant, I almost turned tail and ran. I can so relate to how hard this was for you...Now it's over. Do you need a bridge or anything, for the space??

  2. I am good at running away from things, but I didn't this time. I actually mustered a moment of courage and feel happy that I can now move on.As for the bridge, I am supposed to have the tooth in front of the extracted one fixed so I won't need a bridge (hopefully)!


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