Extraction

It's been such a long time since I posted.  However, it has been Easter school holiday here in England, so I have had this past week on leave from work.  The weather has been kind to us, being mostly warm and sunny but I did not venture far.  Time has been spent catching up, tidying both inside and outside.  The garden is beginning to look good with many plants about to open their buds. I visited the fabulous Read's Nursery and came away with an outdoors grape vine and a Key Lime plant.  Even if I'm not lucky with the fruit on the grape, then I hope to use the leaves for dolmades.

On Tuesday it rained so it was a good time to take a trip to the recently refurbished Cinema City to watch The Orphanage.  A very friendly usherette showed us to our seats by torchlight (I  love the old fashioned touch) and what splendid seats they were; a plush chenille.  This Spanish film, with English subtitles, is intelligent, excellent, scary, a beautiful old house and good story line - well worth a viewing.

I've been feeling a little sorry for myself as on Wednesday I had my first tooth extraction.  I was pretty nervous about the whole thing as the last time I had this sort of thing done was many years ago at the age of 20 when 3 impacted wisdom teeth were removed under general anaesthetic in hospital.  My face swelled up like a hamster and I was off work for 2 weeks.  Not being able to clean my teeth for days was not pleasant.  Before this, as a child I had lots of baby teeth removed as my second teeth were coming through and the milk teeth were causing spacing problems.  In those days we were "gassed" in the dentist's chair whilst the procedure took place. So maybe you can see why I was slightly apprehensive.  My poor old back tooth had been heavily filled from my neglectful teen years (plus too many hard boiled sweets as a child) and more recently root filled.  The dentist (who is excellent, I hasten to add) had originally thought that it could be crowned (my first) but the tooth had other ideas and was sinking into my gum.  After 3 injections and a wait of 30 minutes, I was back in the chair.  Great, I could not feel a thing, but oh what was that?  There was a loud cracking noise which rang in my ears and part of the tooth came away, then the first root and a further 45 minutes later and the second filled root was removed.  Phew.  I am now taking antibiotics, Nurofen and 10 salt rinses daily.   The pain is subsiding and the initial sadness of losing a tooth is going.  It made me feel sooooooo old.  It really was the best and only choice I had and hopefully I will wake up with a fresher mouth and not be permanently poking around the old tooth with my tongue all day.  Sorry, if this does not paint a pretty picture. 

I have been knitting and will post some photos next time.

 

Comments

[Tash]

Oh no - I'm sorry to hear about your tooth. I remember Mr. VP having one of his wisdom teeth removed and everyone in the waiting-room of the dentist's surgery could hear the squelching noise of the tooth as it was wrenched out. Not a single person there managed not to squirm! I'm glad your dentist is much better.

Hope the pain has gone now and you're enjoying the weekend.

[katie]

I had to read the dentist stuff with my hand over my eyes - I can't abide dentists.... but what lovely teeth you have Zoe!!

[Dave Daniels]

Hey, I'm glad to hear you are ok and doing better. You've been missed and on my mind. I like how your site is looking with the blue border and inversed blogroll.
I hope you're taking advantage of the nice weather. It's cold and rainy here again.

[E to the M]

I'm happy to hear you're recovering. Sorry you had to say good bye to your tooth.

[Chris]

Hope your mouth feels better soon. My 12 year old son had 4 molars removed Wednesday so we are all suffering!!!