Right now I feel like someone is persistently stabbing a skewer through my tooth and into my gum, I can’t close my mouth because it feels like I’m chewing on silver foil, and I look like I’ve stuffed 20 marshmallows into my cheek. This has been going on since Thursday, and I’ve just spent the weekend trying to numb the pain with a concoction of tablets and alcohol.
Did you know that not being able to mix penicillin with alcohol is a myth? Apparently, it originates from decades ago when the drug was prescribed for people with venereal diseases. Doctors assumed that people who were drunk were likely to be sexually promiscuous, and would therefore spread the disease. So the antibiotic was prescribed along with the words “Avoid Alcohol”.
Interesting, huh!
Anyway, I’m off to the dentist this afternoon, and as long as the inflammation has subsided somewhat since she saw me on Friday, she’ll be pulling it out. But the mere thought of her approaching my gum with a needle is enough to make me want to get on the next bus outta here! I know, I’m such a baby…but I have good reason.
I’ve had a fear of dentists since I was a kid. I must have been about 9 or 10 when my Mum took me for a routine check up – a memory I just can’t get out of my head. The dentist was about a hundred years old and had shrivelled shaky hands, wild white hair (with a big yellow nicotine streak in the front), and really bad breath. Oh….he also had the most awful teeth and actually had a cigarette hanging out of his mouth as he examined me! Anyway, he decided I needed a filling and came towards me with the anaesthetic. He fumbled around in my mouth for a while, obviously trying to decide which part of my gum he was going to shove the needle in, but he missed. He jabbed it right through my cheek and for the next two days I had a numb, bruised face and partial blindness in my left eye.
Yeah…I just love dentists. So guys…wish me luck.
Any thoughts on what I can think about while I’m lying there with my mouth open?
Lay back and think of England.
No.. not one idea entered my mind…. Terrible thing about fearing dentists….
The last time I went, Dr Savage (true name) injected my gum in what I suspect was the wrong place as all the fluid squirted out the corner of my eye. At which point I did my usual and very predictable party piece of passing out. Maybe I should have kept my mouth shut until after you’d got back. I’m sorry, but I do wish you the very best of luck.
Find one that uses a general anaesthetic- it costs more but the last thing you’ll remember is trying to count backwards from ten.
It was the best thing I ever did when I had to get four teeth pulled out last year; and no more fear of dentists!
Good luck! You just made me cringe reading that story.
All I can think of is the Mr. Bean episode with the dentist, which I think is my favorite! Just don’t try to do it yourself, dear. I wish I could be there to hold your hand through this ordeal. By now I hope it’s over and you feel much better.
Omg I cringed reading your horror story of the dentist visit. I too am afraid of the dentist. I have stories, but nothing comes close to the one you had. lol
Hope all went well, and you’re feeling a bit better.
i hate going to the dentist. they always say, “Does this hurt?” as they are scraping the crap out of my mouth. Uh yeah, it hurts.
Me dear mama used to tell me innocent sis not to drink alcohol and leave her mouth open…..dunno what she meant by that, though.
I’m a innocent, too.
Or so me dear ma thought.
I used to be afraid of the dentist. Now I just let my mind wander while I am sitting there, feel the first couple of needles, then no more pain. At least until the pain killer wears off.
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You’re teaching me things now!
Steve~
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Oh you poor girl. Drift off and go to your happy place… Think of how much better it will fill when it is gone. Sending you lots of good tooth Karma!!!
Hope your tomorrow is better.
hope you feel better soon!
My God! I can’t believe someone gave you a shot in the wrong place when you were a child. That’s awful.
How traumatic. Anybody would be afraid of the dentist after that. Anybody.
Hope everything went well for you today. I, personally, hate the sound of the drill the worst.
I think I’m going to put on earmuffs the next time I go to the dentist.