Wednesday, July 30, 2008

a day I'll never get back

...but all told I was lucky.

This morning I broke a molar on a crust of very nice rye bread toast. It just came out, rather a huge piece of tooth if you ask me but I am biased. It was about 7.15. The next hour plus was fraught because even though it didn't really hurt, I was worried that the pain would suddenly kick in. Anyway while I was really annoyed about the whole thing I was of course very grateful and pleased that this didn't happen in a diner in Forest Hills Gardens two weeks ago, in fact it was really quite convenient that it happened this morning.

So the next couple of hours were fraught because I had to find a dentist who'd be able to see me at short notice, in the area, but of course they're not at their tools at 7 am, the bastards. I called one person who was advertised as an emergency dentist but he was in fact only a denturist, and his advice to me for dentists in the area was 'get one out of the phone book, they're all pretty good'. Thanks mate. Anyway I ended up going to Christine in Bundoora and she was actually pretty good.

What had happened was a tooth with quite a deep filling, from the 80s, had split. Christine replaced it with what she called a filling but this was really something I wouldn't call a filling per se, because it is actually a whole new created tooth surface. It feels so weird in my mouth, just like a new block of flats on the street would. I spent the rest of the day with a swollen face and of course it was numb for most of the day. The numbness was annoying and touching the numb part was like touching a dead person (guessing) but when the numbness wore off about an hour ago the pain was even more 'annoying'. Still, it's pain I seem to be able to keep at bay with Herron (TM). So hopefully by tomorrow I will have forgotten all of this ever happened.

Thanks for Mia for driving me to Bundoora, to Christine and her unnamed assistant for the grunt work (I think I did more grunting though) and to the animals for being entertainment/consolation during the day.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

How nasty.. Hope you're feeling better today.

David Nichols said...

I look more than usually like I've had a minor stroke.

Anonymous said...

I suspect that's a consequence of binging on akta-vite and soy milk.

lucy tartan said...

I didn't know they still made akta-vite. Did that cost a lot? I've got a broken tooth that I've had for a couple of years. Now I've got a job I was contemplating having it mended.

David Nichols said...

It cost $380.

bls said...

why do you have different drugs in australia. that seems so bizarre to me. but, maybe i'm just provincial.

Ann ODyne said...

David: glad it all worked out in the end. The 4380 seems like a bargain, isn't that funny.
My dentist warned against 'grain breads' he said they crack teeth.
Lucy: an old saying - when you have the time for the dentist you don't have the money, and when you have the money, you don't have the time. *sigh*

Teeth are so important for EATING.

Anonymous said...

Or a procrastinator.

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