Y'know, if I'd known I'd feel this much better, I'd have had these teeth yanked years ago! Dr. Matt (my dentist) removed the remaining upper teeth and fit the upper dental plate on Friday morning and I felt incredible by Saturday afternoon. I felt so good that I got up and helped out with housework and did some yardwork today. When they removed the "remaindered" tooth, the one where I had the cap, there was this huge bubble of infection attached to the root of the tooth and I'm figuring that was the reason I've been running a low grade fever for so long. It was bad enough Dr. Matt made an issue of the whole thing!
But, I've got uppers, and the worst part so far has been the residual pain from the puncture wounds where they injected the Xylocain. The extractions were relatively painless...completely unlike my last two rounds where I thought I would have to die to get better.
So...I've got uppers. I'm still, you should pardon the pun, fuzzy on when I get the partial lower bridge, but it's coming. I've got to get used to eating with this chunk of plastic crammed in my mouth for the time being...that's taking some adjustment, let me tell you! No steak for Tony for quite a while...or pizza...or nachos...oh, well...
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Congrats on finishing the process. I still live in ghastly fear of the dentist. I suspect they'd have to knock me all the way out before I'd sit there patiently watching them remove my teeth - so I am IMPRESSED.
I'm also, far more significantly, really glad to hear you're out of pain.
I hope your lower plate comes in soon.
Love,
Chris Rachael
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