For a while now, or at least since Jen’s had health benefits
for the two of us, Jen has been bugging me about going to the dentist. I admit
I don’t have the best mouth. My adult teeth came in so crooked that I had
braces as a kid for like five years. Around the time that I got them removed is
probably the last time I visited the dentist. I also have a very small mouth
(claims my orthodontist) so every time I did go to the dentist it was to have
two or three teeth pulled at a time. Fond memories in those offices, let me
tell you. To this day, my teeth are still moving and some molars (God only
knows what they are and where they have been hiding) are just coming in now. I
could probably use a cleaning too. But even with all this, I was living in
denial and avoiding the dentist.
Well, about a week ago I was walking to work and just
fiddling around with the random, fairly new, open space between two teeth in
the back of my mouth. All of the sudden, I felt what I hoped were pieces of
almond floating around back there. What I pulled out of my mouth were not nuts
but little white pieces… it was part of my tooth (“They did a babopsy…It was my
twin”). Lol. Ok, now is probably the time to go visit the dentist.
Long story short, I had a root canal Friday. I was lying in
that dentist chair thinking F my life
while I should have been doing other things! I understand it was necessary
though. There was little pain. I have a whole bottle of Vicadin if you’re in
the market for some. I considered using them as a sleep aid, but probably not a
great idea, ha. I go back this Friday for the packing to be removed and for the
crown and what not to be put on.
Today in NYC was a scorcher! I had my second of two essay
exams today. I got a 95 on the Neuro essay (whoop!) and hope I did just as well
on the one I took today. We’ll see. Two more weeks of class, thank the Lord.
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