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clovehitched) wrote2009-07-29 12:37 pm
clovehitched) wrote2009-07-29 12:37 pm
Your Temperament's Wrong for the Priesthood, and Teaching Will Suit You Still Less
Last night I lay on the bed, pain all the way from the bottom left hand side of my jaw to my left eye socket, moaning, feeling exhausted, and waiting for the 50mg of diclofenac I'd taken to work so I could get to sleep.
This morning I woke up ready for my dental appointment in almost no pain at all. Spooky - it's like teeth know.
Anyway, I arrived in good time thanks to the decision to cycle instead of taking the car (at 10am in Cambridge, with the dental surgery on the opposite side of the medieval city centre - good luck with that). Sarah, my usual dentist has now gone; she's Ghanaian and has decided to return to Ghana topoison guppies do dentistry there (she's actually very nice and seems to be only slightly sadistic). Instead I saw a middle aged gentleman who had a very jolly bedside manner and instantly put me at ease (did he pick the wrong profession or something?)
I told him about the problem I'd been having, including how it seems to have mysteriously disappeared this morning. Looking through my note, he said, "ah, I see you're on the pill", which gave me one of those "OMG, I actually pass" moments (consciously I know I do, and hate the word, "pass", but a part of me still doesn't believe it), and I replied, "well, HRT". He said the symptoms I was describing sounded fairly typical and took a look. Instantly (I like it when that happens - it makes me feel less like a hypochondriac) he proclaimed that I had "a very nasty infection in the gum", and poked and prodded, with me saying "ow" at the appropriate points. He then felt the lymph nodes (I think?) in my neck, asked if it was tender (it was), and explained what he thought was going on...
That wisdom tooth is partially erupted. That's left a flap of gum half covering it. Apparently it can sometimes happen that a bit of food or plaque can get under the flap and cause an infection. This has happened before, but never this painfully, or never for this length of time.
He said he would prescribe a course of antibiotics, and that should clear it up. If the symptoms are not gone in 5 days time, I need to come back and see him again, but they should go away in 24 hours once I start taking the pills.
This probably explains why I've been feeling run down for the last week or so - my immune system has been busting a gut trying to fight the infection in my gum.
Also, current thinking is that unless absolutely necessary, the wisdom teeth should be left well alone and they prefer to avoid surgery. However, if this happens three times within a year, then they'd consider that serious enough to look at removing the tooth.
So I now have a course of Amoxicillin, and I've taken the first one. After leaving the dental surgery the gum started to hurt again (it's sentient, I swear), but the antibiotics are now in my blood, and the infection has no chance to survive and must make its time.
By tomorrow lunchtime this should be a non-problem, and I get to avoid surgery, so it's all good.
Originally posted at http://auntysarah.dreamwidth.org/206642.html - you can comment here or there.
This morning I woke up ready for my dental appointment in almost no pain at all. Spooky - it's like teeth know.
Anyway, I arrived in good time thanks to the decision to cycle instead of taking the car (at 10am in Cambridge, with the dental surgery on the opposite side of the medieval city centre - good luck with that). Sarah, my usual dentist has now gone; she's Ghanaian and has decided to return to Ghana to
I told him about the problem I'd been having, including how it seems to have mysteriously disappeared this morning. Looking through my note, he said, "ah, I see you're on the pill", which gave me one of those "OMG, I actually pass" moments (consciously I know I do, and hate the word, "pass", but a part of me still doesn't believe it), and I replied, "well, HRT". He said the symptoms I was describing sounded fairly typical and took a look. Instantly (I like it when that happens - it makes me feel less like a hypochondriac) he proclaimed that I had "a very nasty infection in the gum", and poked and prodded, with me saying "ow" at the appropriate points. He then felt the lymph nodes (I think?) in my neck, asked if it was tender (it was), and explained what he thought was going on...
That wisdom tooth is partially erupted. That's left a flap of gum half covering it. Apparently it can sometimes happen that a bit of food or plaque can get under the flap and cause an infection. This has happened before, but never this painfully, or never for this length of time.
He said he would prescribe a course of antibiotics, and that should clear it up. If the symptoms are not gone in 5 days time, I need to come back and see him again, but they should go away in 24 hours once I start taking the pills.
This probably explains why I've been feeling run down for the last week or so - my immune system has been busting a gut trying to fight the infection in my gum.
Also, current thinking is that unless absolutely necessary, the wisdom teeth should be left well alone and they prefer to avoid surgery. However, if this happens three times within a year, then they'd consider that serious enough to look at removing the tooth.
So I now have a course of Amoxicillin, and I've taken the first one. After leaving the dental surgery the gum started to hurt again (it's sentient, I swear), but the antibiotics are now in my blood, and the infection has no chance to survive and must make its time.
By tomorrow lunchtime this should be a non-problem, and I get to avoid surgery, so it's all good.
Originally posted at http://auntysarah.dreamwidth.org/206642.html - you can comment here or there.
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"I can feel that"
"Oh, sorry"
Removes scalpel from my genitals, takes suringe of lidocaine, injects more into area next to clitoris, puts syringe down, resumes cutting with scalpel.
"Ah, that's better!"
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Luckily my doctor was as sympathetic as yours, added anaesthetic and carried on.