In case anyone has noticed that I haven’t been around much lately, well…I haven’t been around much lately. Nope, a month ago (okay, so it was mid-January) I started having trouble with a wisdom tooth – my last one, thank God! I’d had to have a filling put in it a few years ago but just knew the sucker was going to have to come out this time.
Having a lifelong fear of dentists, I waited until things got pretty uncomfortable. When it became hard to sleep, and I was going through Ambesol Maximum Strength like I was addicted to its wonderful taste (being very sarcastic here), I decided it was time to just ‘man up,’ get an appointment and get it over with.
The only thing is, I hadn’t counted on my dentist being out on maternity leave…meaning I would have to wait a little over two weeks to get in and see her. Yippee skippy.
So anyway, I finally had the tooth pulled Wednesday morning, after approximately eight shots of Novocaine – and something she said was the strongest she had, fast acting but short – lived.
And there you have the reason I procrastinate every time I need to see a dentist. For whatever reason, numbing agents don’t work on me like they do on most everyone else. Something about my metabolism (and I’m not even sure I have a metabolism most of the time).
At least it’s out and I’ve been able to catch up on some sleep. Since arriving home, I figure I’ve slept about eighteen out of the past thirty-eight hours. And I may be heading in for another ‘nap’ shortly. As soon as this Advil kicks in.
Why did I decline a prescription for pain meds?