Exposed Nerves
Some of you may recall recently, on this blog, that I bowed down to vulnerability and confessed my fears, frights, and phobias. I guess since I didn’t kiss the hem of my fears, pricked my finger and squeezed out some blood to pay homage to the fright demons, I coincidentally cursed myself.
The View From Below
I have broke a back tooth. I must visit my dentist. I am freaking out. I must go crazy, pull my hair out, spin my head upon my spine in an impressive 360 degree show of pain possession and cry like a baby. This turn of events is not good. Not good at all. I blame my blog.
At first I tried to ignore it. I thought, well, it’s a back tooth, no one can see the tragic damage, I can ignore it. I employed mind over matter for a few hours. I smiled a lot, I wiped the drool from my lip and walked around like it was any other day showing great courage in face of the sledgehammer repeatedly slamming the side of my jaw. But those medieval exposed nerves have gotten the better of me. I’d swear at this point in time they are in there having a rip-roaring time zapping me at a rate of 2 radiating pain shocks per 3 second interval. Muther F*in nerves anyway.
If you’re a praying sort, right about now would be a good time. ‘Cept, you should pray for my Dentist. The poor man has been kicked by me, slapped by me, cursed out in the most unholy manner and he’ll need all the strength he can muster for this upcoming experience. Phobia’s have the ability to bring out the worst in the sweet, normally calm, compassionate souls. (that’s me by the way, I swear) Afterward I’ll send a nice “Thank you for torturing me and surviving me” card. It’s called, mutual appreciation of all nerves involved. Exposed and internal.
Now, it’s time for me to get off the computer. Go take a few swanky painkiller because those little exposed nerves are completely out of control right now. Party is over. They need to feel the righteous hand of Vicodin.
Been there…However I’ve never slapped, kicked or even mildly abused my dentist. I think I was close to going into shock more times than most. I will be keeping you in my prayers on the smoke, your dentist too! Hope you feel better soon. Hopefully you won’t be hurting for long. (Hugs)Indigo
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I share your hatred of all things dental and therefore totally empathize. I am sorry for you in this time of great suffering. You will make it through, I promise.
It helps to hurl epithets at the dentist and his office personnel, so practice in your head on the way.
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Oh no, you poor thing. Maybe someone should call ahead and warn your dentist of your arrival so he can put his hockey uniform on to protect himself
I’ve been walking around with a cavity (back tooth also) that fell out (again) and really need to have it redone. The 2nd time it happened, he tortured me putting a post inside for support and I almost went through the ceiling. Then it hurt for 3 weeks! Yeah, like I want to go back for more!
Best of luck to you and your dentist. Sending all my best both your ways and hope it goes smoothly! Sometimes it is the anticipation that’s worse than the actual event.
My crown broke off about a month ago, no pain right now, so not rushing to make an appointment with the doctor of potential pain
) Hope you get repaired soon.
Some dentists will knock you out before working on you…often nitrous oxide. Is that an option? Because you definitely sound like a candidate for it. You shouldn’t have to go through that much anxiety.
Hope you can get it taken care of soon.
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Oh my goodness!!! I’m right there with you sister! Prayers your way….I hate the dentist.
Oh yes, been there, done that….I have felt your pain. Be strong Rebecca, be the woman we all believe you can be. Then do good drugs.
Smiles,
David
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Rebecca, prayers are going out to your dentist and to any others that get in your way between now and peace. See if that doctor can’t get you some more vicodin
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I’m so sorry…I hope all goes well, I do not envy you at all…not one bit…but I’m sure you’ll be just fine!
~K
(will say a little prayer for your dentist)
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ouch! i’m not such a big fan of the dentist either! Hang in there, be brave!
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I miss my dentist in Denver. He gave me (the good kind of) gas twice yearly for my cleanings. I would have had my teeth cleaned monthly, but my insurance wasn’t biting (little dental humor). And, praise be to God/Allah/Buddah, et al for the mighty pharmaceutical companies! I’d hate to think where we’d be without them.;-)
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I think I actually met someone who has a worse phobia of the dentist than I do, and I thought I was bad. I get sweaty palms, teary eyes and try to take my thoughts far away when I go to the dentist and that is just for a cleaning. Hang in there!
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I’ll keep my fingers crossed for your dentist!
xo
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