On Monday of this week I had my oral surgery. Thankfully, Dave was able to be home so that he could drive me. As the doctor spoke with me about the procedure I began to cry a little and so he gave me IV drugs to make me knocked out (free of charge, even). Afterward I was given Vicodin and motrin and sent on my way with my false tooth in place on the flipper. That is the retainer thing I have to wear.
It was an awful week last week. I was in alot of pain and pretty much detest the flipper. I went to the dentist to see about the flipper but he said it fit fine, it was "referred pain" that made it feel uncomfortable. Then I went back to the surgeon because I lost one of my two stitches Monday night and then the collagen plug came out and it is a big hole. Then it wouldn't stop bleeding and I got a blood clot which had to be plucked out (eeew). Then it bled alot more, another clot, more bleeding, etc.
But now it is okay. I'm off pain meds though I have to leave the flipper in to eat and that is tough. I also can't really bite off anything. Lots of cutting stuff up tiny.
Also, the implant was not implanted since the doctor found infection, he had to inject bone grafting materials. So in AUGUST I might get the implant (providing the healing is going well) and then a couple of months after that, the abutement and crown. A long road for tooth #7.
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Wow! That sounds painful!
So sorry to hear you are going through all of this. I have "bad teeth" also - and they are a cause of constant distress!
I am in Columbus this weekend so I can smoodge off B's hotel room and visit a friend - Brian is on site with Dave! Had I know that, perhaps you could have come down with me!
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