90 horrible minutes spent in the dentists' chair have left me feeling like I did a full days' work out in the hot sun, and then somebody hit me in the face with a sledgehammer. Not a good feeling at all. I have had root canals done before, but almost every time, they were done on teeth with a single root, and the pain was short-lived and besides, every other time I was hurting so much when I sat down in the chair that the pain was inconsequential, for it signaled the end of the bigger, more constant pain. Myabe I'm just really sensitive today or something, but even the nerve=blocking shot was excruciating. And the real problem is... it's not done. Two of the three roots are done and sealed, but the third was still too infected to do, so I need to go back. Happy, happy, joy, joy. The assistant told me to be sure to take some T3 before the local block wore off, and I have done that. As well as call in to work. The team at work was not happy, of course, as I have mentioned before, it's really hard to run with a team member missing, and I hate to be that one. Especially since it seems that I'm not really going to have any fun on this particular day off, heh. Otherwise the guilt would be over-ridden by the fun, but that's not gonna happen today. Heh, the T3 is kicking in, my sentence structure is going to hell in a hand basket. 13:26... Earlier, I tried to nap, but the bruxism kicked in, so that when I would get almost to sleep, I would grind my teeth and of course I'd be wide awake instantaneously. And then it would hurt like hell for about ten minutes before settling down to a dull roar. I did get a good nights' sleep last night, though, but it was really hard getting out of bed this morning, probably foreshadowing the kind of day I was going to have. I should listen more to my "inner self", heh, but my "inner self" is such a chicken. Re-reading the earlier part, my sentence structure looks OK, it's just my brain on the T3 that made it look funny. Or perhaps that same T3 is making it look all right now? I'll wait a few days before I pass judgement. You folks out there can judge whenever you want to, though. Just don't tell me about it. O'wait, that sounded kinda snotty. You can tell me anything that you want to, really. Any time, any where. This day shall be known as *the day of the root canal that went bad* forever in my mind. I do hope that it will never be superceded, either... once is enough. I really don't think that the dentist thought that it went bad, though, and I think that he probably did a good job, considering the circumstances. I'm just a wimp. I'm really not that much of a wimp, usually, but my wimpishness comes out strongest when I'm in a dental chair. And I've spent many hours in such chairs, and it's really a lot better now than it ever has been. My first dental trauma, as I think that I've mentioned before, was a dentist in Enid that tried to hypnotize me and started drilling. I never went back to see him, you bet. I was, unfortunately, not hypnotizable. My next appointment is for 02 September, and I'm already not looking forward to it. I think that I'll take the day off, so that I don't surprise anybody at work. 20:00... And so the day kinda slipped away from me, and I hope like hell that I feel better tomorrow, 'cause I'm going to work regardless. I got me a coupla pill-minders, y'know, those little boxes with the days marked on the little lids? Anyhoo, Monday is the day that I refill them, and I had some misgivings, what with my head being the way it is, but I did it anyway, and double-checked it and it was OK, so I guess that I'll go with it. Horrible hot here again today, one-oh-four, I think... there's a big line of big thunderstorms north of here, but it appears to be sliding off to the northeast, and we won't get a damned drop, I'll bet. Right now, it's cooled off a little, but there is no wind at all, the trees are still as death itself. 100% humidity, too. And this is my early week, so I need to get to bed, hopefully I can get some sleep tonight.
Karen fixed me a nice anniversary lunch (nineteen years today!) and I had no trouble with it using the right side of my mouth. The pain is mostly in my left face, centered in the maxillary sinus on that side. Very sensitive to pressure. The T3 seems to be working OK as long as I don't irritate it.
And it has been a dopey sort of day, brain-wise. I think that maybe T3 is an abusable drug, and I can see why... it makes my hurty mouth not matter so much, is what it does.