I confess I never took good care of my teeth. I was at a movie eating Really hard candy when of course I heard a crunch. I wasn't actually sure anything had happened, because all the candy goes crunch!
But I realized rather quickly that something was strange with the way my tooth felt to my tounge. I went to the bathroom and such enough that cavity i was gonna get filled the day before, but had to cancel the appointment, split the tooth in half.
If only I hadn't cancelled!!
However, I also have two caps on my front teeth from rollerblading. Think you look bad?? The very front 2 teeth were broken in half diagonally, in two differant directions. Basically, you could fit a baseball in the gap.
They got capped, and for years they told me I'd need a root canal. However, so far I don't need one again. I'm sure the next dentist will say i will, and the dentist after that will say I won't.
Anyhow, but this was a molar that broke. There was nothing to be done except to remove it.
It's impossible to get any for of anesthesia these days. No one does laughing gas, or general anesthetic anymore. All I had was novacaine.
Uh oh, I feel a long story comming:
I went to the Dentist to remove this tooth. An assitant comes in, then the dentist follows. But I didn't realize it was the dentist. He looked at my mouth, and obviously I had no idea what was going on.
I looked down, and I coulda swore he was holding a needle at my mouth all ready!! Without any warning whatsoever. A third of a secound later I felt a searing pain in the side of my tongue. I've been to dentists maybe 25 times in my life, and I've never felt so much pain from a novacaine shot!
And why in the tongue???
Of course I yelled out because I sure as hell didn't see that coming. A few moments later it's out of my tounge, and immediately 3 times as much pain is in my gums, as he gives an other shot.
I admit I was pissed. I still am that he didn't say anything. Not even "hello." Just came in and stabbed me!
But at the time I was embarressed for screaming, so despite the fact that it was his fault I apologized. No one wants your dentist to feel guilty while pulling your tooth.
In fact, i still needed more shots but I couldn't feel them.
Later he said "wow I must have been exactly on the spot!" As if he Tried to hurt me! Like he was aiming to hit this one spot that hurt the most.
He let me relax and left the room (I imagined him beating himself up in the room next door) and he came back to pull the tooth.
Not as simple as it was suposed to be.
He tried and tried, but he decided he had to break the tooth further in order to get it out.
Just imagine some one going up to you, taking a chisle, putting it up to your molar, and hitting the chisle Hard with the hammer! That's exactly what he did!! It sucked, but it didn't hurt.
He started to pull out peices, but once he reached the 2 roots, it was much more difficult. I imagined him holding the pliars (or whatever he used), pulling hard like he was trying to pull a tin can through a sink pipe.
That was the first root. It eventually came out with a bang. The secound was the same, except for one itsy bitsy differance: it hurt like Hell!!
Then he stitched my gums up (5 stiches!!) God I hate that part. I don't like to feel, even painlessly, the sensation of twine knitting into my gums.
Later he said "My God you have big strong teeth!!!"
For some one with 2 caps, a zillion fillings, and a missing tooth, I sure have strong teeth!!
-Sarah of Borg