Ughhhh wisdom teeth.
About four weeks ago, I had a crippling headache and had to take a day off work. I'd also been sleeping quite badly for several nights, and had been studiously ignoring the fact that my jaw was aching. Having to take time off work was a bit of a wakeup call for me though, so I grudgingly booked into the dentist. He recommended an x-ray, so I did that, and as it turned out, you see the bottom left panel up there? That's what both of my bottom ones are doing, and the top ones are kind of like the top left. (I tried scanning the x-ray but it didn't turn out.) I took it home and showed it to Ant, and his reaction was "What the HELL??!", which made me feel a damn lot better about the whinging and whatnot.
So I saw an oral/maxillofacial surgeon, and he agreed with Anthony's expert assessment, so I'm having all of them out under general anaesthetic next month. Also, due to the super helpful placement of the bottom ones, some of my jawbone may have to come out too. Yaaaaaaay.
I received my hospital admission papers in the mail the other day, and there's lots of really cheery advice like "do not make any important decisions or sign any legal documents for 48 hours following your surgery", which is helpful I guess. Another gem was "if bleeding from your gums persists, take a piece of cotton wool the size of your fist, soak it in ice cold water, place firmly over site of bleeding and bandage jaw closed for three hours. Repeat if bleeding is not controlled. If bleeding persists after second attempt, seek medical advice." So six hours with my head bandaged shut, and then off to hospital again? Sounds like a treat. Also I will not be able to eat anything remotely solid for at least a week afterwards. Even congee is dubious because it's still a bit chunky. At least I will lose weight (?)
The thing is though, my teeth hurt so freaking much that I am actually looking forwards to having the surgery done in spite of all my misgivings. And it's still a fortnight away :(
To finish, here's a pouty filtered picture of me, because pouty and filtered sums up my feelings about this whole situation.
Pout.
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