they took all four wisdom teeth away
Apr. 29th, 2004 01:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
threeplusfireSo I went back to the evil dentist, which was a huge mistake. They expected me to take the valium, get a shot in the jaw and then let him pull out my teeth while I was wide awake. Instead I shook so hard I rattled the chair, and once again I burst into tears. Sobbing, I kept telling them that the valium wasn't working, that I was hurting and I was frightened. The dentist finally got angry with me, and yelled that since I couldn't be calm there was nothing he could do for me. The guy made me feel stupid and horrible, and I was sobbing so hard I couldn't breathe.
The receptionist at the front desk referred me to an oral surgeon down off Medical Parkway. Thank god for that. The people there were so much nicer, and genuinely seemed sympathetic to my fears. They calmed me down, got new xrays and offered to take out all the wisdom teeth at once while I had an IV sedation. The dentist/surgeon was a younger fellow who plays polo and owns a horse. He explained things without being gruesome, and was very friendly. Plus, they had great music playing in the room for me. I fell asleep after an Evanesence song, I think. The guy truly went out of his way to put me at ease, and I'm so grateful. When I return for my followup visit, I think I will bring them a pie or something in thanks.
They let Alan sit with me as they put in the IV and the heart monitor. I barely remember passing out, and I only woke up when they helped load me into my car. Alan picked up my darvocet and we're home now. My hand is sore from the IV but that's okay. Taking pills is hard when your mouth is full of bloody gauze. Ick.
I can't really speak clearly, so don't call til tomorrow. Send me an email instead.
The receptionist at the front desk referred me to an oral surgeon down off Medical Parkway. Thank god for that. The people there were so much nicer, and genuinely seemed sympathetic to my fears. They calmed me down, got new xrays and offered to take out all the wisdom teeth at once while I had an IV sedation. The dentist/surgeon was a younger fellow who plays polo and owns a horse. He explained things without being gruesome, and was very friendly. Plus, they had great music playing in the room for me. I fell asleep after an Evanesence song, I think. The guy truly went out of his way to put me at ease, and I'm so grateful. When I return for my followup visit, I think I will bring them a pie or something in thanks.
They let Alan sit with me as they put in the IV and the heart monitor. I barely remember passing out, and I only woke up when they helped load me into my car. Alan picked up my darvocet and we're home now. My hand is sore from the IV but that's okay. Taking pills is hard when your mouth is full of bloody gauze. Ick.
I can't really speak clearly, so don't call til tomorrow. Send me an email instead.