Sledgehammer, Meet Lower Jaw. Bleach, Meet Throat

Which is pretty much what it feels like happened at the dentists office yesterday.

So, I just went BACK to the dentist. Again.

I got the second (and much more painful...and long--3 1/2 hours) half of my root canal done.

I rather like my endodontist. He's a very nice Asian-American man, Dr. Tyng. He had these assistants though...


Had like, no fucking idea what they were doing. They were students or something and I'm all for hands-on-learning, but couldn't you choose a test dummy that wasn't a fourteen year old girl who was scared shitless that they would screw something up? (Which they did) They were nice though, didn't get mad at my semi-sarcastic applause when one of them put the rubber dam on right....finally.

Now anybody who reads most of my journals *coughsnoopfoxandprorriecough* knows that a couple weeks ago, I went to my regular dentist and got some fillings and such. I was allowed to have laughing gas because I. HATE. NEEDLES.

Now, I can handle the needles without laughing gas (even if I do cry), but afterwards my body goes into, like mini-shock and I just like shiver and shake for like an hour afterwards. Laughing gas helps that. So I go into Comfort Dental and my mom and I are sitting in room four (its actually more like cubicles in a huge room).

"Mom, when they get in here I'm going to demand Nitrous."

"Sure, go ahead and ask them."

"No mom, I'm going to demand it....very passive-aggressively..."

We ask one of the assistant girls if we can get Nitrous and she goes to check and like thirty-seconds later she's back saying that Medicaid won't cover the use of Nitrous Oxide. Now I just used it not even a month ago with no problem and there was no way that she was gone long enough to actually check. If that wasn't enough I just looked it up. Here is the text from a Medicaid FAQ list.


Are providers required to obtain prior approval for the use of Nitrous Oxide or intervenes sedation?

No, both Nitrous Oxide and intervenes sedation are covered without prior approval.


I wonder if we could sue them for that...could we?

But if we could, we wouldn't, cause like I said before, I like my dentist, he's a cool guy with a nice sense of humor.

Now when he was working on my tooth, he had to keep disinfecting.rinsing it with this stuff. He said that  they put the rubber dam on not only to keep germs away from it, but also to keep the disinfectant from getting into my mouth because it tastes very horrible and can make you sick if you swallow it.

Now when someone says something (lol alliteration) tastes very bad, I think of things like rotten eggs or that weird smelly colorful  fish bait.

Somehow my tooth cracked when they were rinsing it and a leak led right into the back of my throat.

Oh, I freaked. Cause what they were using to disinfect it was basically bleach.

And if anyone has ever drank bleach....it burns. So much.

Now after three hours they (the three assistant girls) tried again and again to put this metal band around the thing that used to be my tooth, but couldn't. They had to go get Dr. Tyng to do it. He came in and asked why they couldn't do it.

"Because I'm special." What can I say? When you're laying down for three hours un-allowed to say anything, your mind gets very sarcastic.

He laughs and looks at me. "Yes you are. And my assistants are probably "special." He did the air quotes and everything. "Of course, I may be sticking my foot in my mouth here in a minute. I might be 'special' too." He wasn't.

He got that stupid metal band on my 'tooth' on the first try. Then he had to keep it there while they sealed and molded the tooth. I had to take more of those fucking x-rays where you have to bite down on those stupid things that dig into your gums. I wasn't in too much pain yesterday because of the numbness, and my teeth and jaw hadn't had time to feel like they had been acquainted with the blunt end of a sledgehammer yet.

I took half of a pain pill to keep the pain at bay for a few hours, but I slept for maybe two hours last night because by the time the pain pill let me sleep the pain was already coming back. I ended up waking up at seven in the morning (I usually sleep till noon) because the pain was so bad. My dad gave me two ibuprofen and the other half of a pain pill. I can't even eat things because the tiniest bit of pressure on my tooth makes me want to cry.

And I have to go back to there again when the crown gets approved to  have it put on.

*sob*