I went to my dentist this evening.
They shot me up with Novocaine--- something that numbs half of your face.
Then the dentist starting cutting into my 32 year old crown...
and hacked away at it.
I felt nothing!
I drooled, though.
Then they pulled it off...I didn't want to see. They stuffed my mouth with a molding thing that was cutting into my cheek but...I kept my teeth gritted for that. Tried not to cry with discomfort.
During the 10 minutes wait, I was drooling worse than a baby who is teething like crazy.
My bib was soaking wet.
Finally got it out, and then had to put my old one back in...
More drooling...*cough*
In a couple weeks I'll get my new crown. OH yeah, I got to choose between Gold or life-like (the kind that looks like a real tooth)---I chose the tooth-life-like. I would hate to die and have someone trying to yank gold out of my mouth. No thankyouvermuch.
Now my face is starting to un-numb...and I don't sound so drunk ...and I have a headache.
And my shirt's wet from my drool. It's a grownup drool, not baby drool.
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