Wisdom teeth extraction Part 3
Decided that I shall tolerate with the pain no longer, I made an emergency appointment with my own dentist rather than head down to the hospital since I'm sure they'll tell me I'm ok and send me home again.
Had to pay 12 pounds for it, but it's worth the money buying an assurance from another dentist since I've lost total confidence in those of the dental hospital.
Apparently, today, I'm diagnosed with a dry socket, explaining why I'm still in agony and relying on the maximum dose of paracetamol everyday.
Dry socket's a common complication, whereby the bone is infected. And the pain u get from it drives u insane (tell me all abt it..)
My dentist had to irrigate the wound and that is traumatic experience number 2. It was so painful, I cried while he was doing it. I'm not a weakling when pain's concerned, so u can well imagine the intensity. He also put this kinda yucky medicated packing into the area which has an antibacterial effect, and gave me another week's supply of antibiotics. He assured me that it will get better in about a week. I felt so much better seeing him, and even though I'm still in agony, at least I know I've done the right thing going to see him. And the bonus is, he said "Sorry" as he was hurting me with the irrigation. That word made such a huge difference. I didn't mind being hurt because he was trying really hard to be gentle (he actually said "I see you've got a nasty slit at the angle of your mouth. I shan't try to hurt u too much by forcing it open alright?") and I know he's got a job to do. But it made me feel much better knowing that someone took notice of my big ulcer and that slit wound and could well understand how tormented I feel at the moment.
Decided to self-medicate by taking stronger painkillers and see if it helps me better. Hopefully, I'll be alright again after a few days (manz...can't imagine more days of improper food).
And I'll really give the dentist in the hospital a piece of my mind when I see him for my follow up.
Had to pay 12 pounds for it, but it's worth the money buying an assurance from another dentist since I've lost total confidence in those of the dental hospital.
Apparently, today, I'm diagnosed with a dry socket, explaining why I'm still in agony and relying on the maximum dose of paracetamol everyday.
Dry socket's a common complication, whereby the bone is infected. And the pain u get from it drives u insane (tell me all abt it..)
My dentist had to irrigate the wound and that is traumatic experience number 2. It was so painful, I cried while he was doing it. I'm not a weakling when pain's concerned, so u can well imagine the intensity. He also put this kinda yucky medicated packing into the area which has an antibacterial effect, and gave me another week's supply of antibiotics. He assured me that it will get better in about a week. I felt so much better seeing him, and even though I'm still in agony, at least I know I've done the right thing going to see him. And the bonus is, he said "Sorry" as he was hurting me with the irrigation. That word made such a huge difference. I didn't mind being hurt because he was trying really hard to be gentle (he actually said "I see you've got a nasty slit at the angle of your mouth. I shan't try to hurt u too much by forcing it open alright?") and I know he's got a job to do. But it made me feel much better knowing that someone took notice of my big ulcer and that slit wound and could well understand how tormented I feel at the moment.
Decided to self-medicate by taking stronger painkillers and see if it helps me better. Hopefully, I'll be alright again after a few days (manz...can't imagine more days of improper food).
And I'll really give the dentist in the hospital a piece of my mind when I see him for my follow up.
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