Pain
I have the best dentist on the entire planet. Today, we did prep work on three of my cracked teeth for new crowns. Apparently, over time, due to much stress, my teeth grinding has taken its toll. I had cracked THREE molars!
In fact, during a recent sleep study, on a Lunesta, the company testing me cited extreme teeth grinding through the entire study. How the hell does someone on a sleeping pill, and a good one, grind teeth all night long?
But, back to this subject. It's called PAIN. I asked the dental assistant, "How much pain will I be in once this numbing medicine wears off?"
"Oh, you might experience a little discomfort around you gum areas."
Hello! My whole fucking mouth is on FIRE!!! Discomfort? Seriously? Really? Nooooooooooooooooooo. I can't even function. This is some shit, I'll tell ya.
I'm starting to think they use the word "discomfort" to psych you into thinking it really won't hurt much. The only good news is that I can't eat a damn thing. I'll probably lose five pounds over the next few days. This, in my case, is a good thing.
Hey, I have an idea. I should visit my dentist friend weekly. I'll be down to Eva Longoria weight in no time.
The Mouthful of Agony,
Angry Lesbian
2/27/09