Tooth extraction
I was talking to myself over and over in last couple days:” Thou shalt never get tooth extraction again.”
It’s obvious that this time the tooth extraction went total disaster AGAIN. It’s almost 5 days after the surgery and I’m still totally depending on this 800u Ibuprofen every 6 hours. Each time after my numbed nerves wake up from one pill, I just can’t do anything except counting the clock to my next pill. (I’m restrict myself to 1 pill every 6 hours, afraid of seriously over dosed)
I was told by my doc that I was lucky that no dry socket this time. The fact that I was in such a pain for so long is because the damaged area is big. Hum, I got big teeth? :-(
What my heart told me though is quite a different story. I was actually sensing the pain from those neighboring teeth. Many voice are cyring:” Hey, where is our dear neighbor? You S@#!@, we are working hard for you and did nothing wrong, why are you being so cold blooded to kill him. We are going to protest …” Anyway, I have to give all my loyal fellow teeth enough time for grieving and vent. So I’d expect more days living between pain killers.
May Gold bless the one who invented Ibuprofen or what ever pill that could keep one from suffering too much pain.
May my deal wisdom find peace in my dentist’s office.
Ah men.
