Tooth Torture
Thursday, April 17th, 2008 02:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
caddymanI am fed up with this. The side of my mouth hurts again because no matter how hard I try, the occasional piece of “hard” food finds its way to the left side of my mouth when I am eating and stabs the bit of gum that’s supposed to be healing. It’s a fortnight ago today since it was perpetrated upon me and I am getting very tired indeed of having to eat everything but the softest food gingerly and with caution.
The gum feels swollen and very tender on the outside – it seems OK on the inside where it meets the palate. It would be just my luck if the dentist left a tiny piece of tooth in there to irritate me forever.
This is why I try never to go to the dentists unless it is in extremis. I am certainly losing what little will I had to spend a fortune having the last piece of work done, especially as the dentist has already said she can’t guarantee the success creation of a new crown, though she is more than willing to poke at the tooth and surrounding gum, torturing me for the privilege of paying enough money for her to send her kids to college.
None of it hurt before I went to the bloody place and I could eat what I wanted, when I wanted and chew it or not with any part of my mouth as I saw fit; now I have a continual low-level battle with anything more solid than wet bread or semolina.
Bah.
The gum feels swollen and very tender on the outside – it seems OK on the inside where it meets the palate. It would be just my luck if the dentist left a tiny piece of tooth in there to irritate me forever.
This is why I try never to go to the dentists unless it is in extremis. I am certainly losing what little will I had to spend a fortune having the last piece of work done, especially as the dentist has already said she can’t guarantee the success creation of a new crown, though she is more than willing to poke at the tooth and surrounding gum, torturing me for the privilege of paying enough money for her to send her kids to college.
None of it hurt before I went to the bloody place and I could eat what I wanted, when I wanted and chew it or not with any part of my mouth as I saw fit; now I have a continual low-level battle with anything more solid than wet bread or semolina.
Bah.