I called in today and just woke up from my second nap of the morning.. but I just can't sleep anymore. My whole face hurts. Half of the root canal is done - even after being on antibiotics for a zillion years, it was still too infected for him to do the whole thing at once. So I have another appt. for two weeks. Yeah. Two weeks. Until then I'm not supposed to chew at all on that side (which isn't too cool since my whole jaw on the other side is where the wisdom tooth is still killing me from the last visit to the other dentist so I've been chewing on the side that they just did the root canal on).... but here's the kicker. And as I left, thinking he'd forgotten, I asked for a perscription for something for pain... he told me to take some Advil. We discussed and he still told me I wouldn't need anything more. Yeah. Why not just say baby aspirin? So that's why I've been up all night holding my face.
And I'm hungry.
And as I left the office, the receptionist warned me that my insurance doesn't pay much for root canals, only a couple hundred - they'd rather just have the tooth yanked (me too) - but she wanted me to be prepared for how much all this fun for this one tooth was gonna cost.
God help us. But here's the Amen part.. I'm weak both in spirit and body... from the anemia, stress and the tooth(s). I just couldn't take it and I called the dentist - I begged and cried and they are calling in some Vicoden to the pharmacy. Thank God. It's probably only a prescription for two tablets, but for right now that sounds good to me.