Dental Nightmare, Vol. II
I’m awake at 4:40am for no other reason than because I have another wisdom tooth that needs to be extracted, and I’ve been teeter-tottering in and out of excruciating pain for the past two days.
Earlier this morning I went to the dentist to have the situation assessed, as well as to get some antibiotics and pain meds. I’m scheduled to have it yanked on this coming Tuesday, and I really hope these antibiotics kick in soon because the Vicodin? Not doing ANYTHING. Turns out, they prescribed me the variety of Vicodin that’s about 5mg Good Shit That Takes Pain Away, and about 500mg of acetaminophen. Hint: THAT’S FUCKING TYLENOL. Thanks a bunch, Hydrocodone-greedy forces of the United States health and dental system. I wipe my ASS with Tylenol. I’m 6 foot 2, ffs, it does nothing for me.
So, between taking probably too much Vicodin, and squirting a viscous orange Benzocaine goo onto my gums which usually just makes my mouth numb and makes my tongue feel like it’s 3 times too big for my mouth, I’m going a little insane? I can’t sleep, because as soon as I lie down, the pressure of doing so goes straight to that fucking unholy abortion of a tooth and makes it throb like, okay make up your own fucking metaphor for something that throbs, I’m exhausted. Point is, the pain feels like some little asshole troll or pixy or something is sitting inside my mouth, yanking the nerve endings of my tooth up and down full force, as if to tease me.
I’ve been trying to distract myself by agonizing over every little detail of a layout I’m working on for this blog, and that’s not working out so well either. It’s a good thing I have Jack to keep me company during these recurring Tooth Rape Hell Misery Death festivals my body is so fond of.
As soon as this is all over and everything is healed from the extraction, I’m buying a bottle of tequila. And maybe an IV or twelve with which to mainline said tequila. I think I deserve it.
I’m a little sad because I’ve been DYING to take photos and update my blog and make everything wonderful, but February in Ohio isn’t exactly conducive to photo trips frolicking in a sunny glade. Plus all of the windows inside my house face a stupid direction, so it’s not unlike trying to take photos inside a cave.
I just re-read this and figured out the one effect Vicodin has on me: it makes me a cranky bitch. So I think I’ll leave you with that, internets, and I hope you all have a fabulous goddamn weekend.
Comments
One thing that I’m really not looking forward to in my future life is my wisdom teeth coming in. They haven’t yet and I’d much rather have them not because I always hear/read about horrible wisdom teeth stories.
I hope that you can get your tooth taken care of soon because no one should have to go through such pain. I find tooth pains to be one of the most annoying/hurtful pains in one’s body. :(
I’m totally with you on the cave house environment. I’d be taking lots more pictures if my kitchen had large windows and didn’t face the side of my neighbor’s house.
Well that’s the thing, some people’s wisdom teeth never crowd or bother them at all, and some people don’t even get them. Tooth pain is seriously the worst, you can’t concentrate on ANYTHING else when you have a bad toothache :C
Yikes, I hope everything goes okay with your wisdom tooth extraction! I’m afraid I don’t have any advice to give about how to cope with post-surgery stuff as I don’t need to have mine taken out. :/
Holy shit—I can definitely sympathize with the pain! I spent about 4 months in absolute excruciating molar pain, and I basically had to beg for an extraction! Because the dentists usually limited themselves to prescribing antibiotics and either Ibuprofen or Motrin! It got to a point where I took 4 Motrin at a time… and it *still* did nothing for me. I constantly visualized myself smashing it out with a hammer or something. When I finally got the extraction, I was so happy. Tooth pain is definitely one of the worst—doesn’t let you do or focus on anything else!!
I had all four of my wisdom teeth pulled right before the Christmas holidays. The pain I had to endure between early November up until the date of my extraction was horrible. I had nothing for it, though. Just had to deal with the pain of it. Luckily my oral surgeon was phenomenal. I didn’t feel a thing or remember any of my surgery. Recovery was absolutely horrible, but better than most other people’s. Now that I’m pretty much back to normal, I’m so glad that I had them pulled. No more pain, no more worries.
I really hope that you have a good oral surgeon, and I hope that you are given much better medication than Tylenol. Hang in there!
Please count me in for the tequila and IV. Also, I MISS YOU.
I had mine taken out. It wasn’t so bad. Then again they put me to sleep ‘cause I had uhm… 6! xD
The process itself isn’t bad at all, I only had two pulled so I was awake, it’s no big deal. The toothache prior to getting it pulled is the nightmare.
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