Wednesday, November 19, 2008

OK - Let Me Just Talk This Anxiety Out, Please.

I'm feeling better today.

Not perfect, but better than I have all week.

I think my antibiotics are finally starting to work on my abscess. It's a great big, pussy, disgusting abscess that is in my upper right wisdom tooth and pressing up against my sinus cavity. I have a fairly severe pain directly in my tooth as well as in my jawbone and in the front of my face above the sinus cavity. I'm also alternating darvocet and ibuprofen, with minimal results.

It's so funny because one day I was fine, then all of a sudden I wake up hurting so badly I couldn't talk or eat or sit or stand-up or lay down or be alive without hurting.

Why is it always so extreme? I have always had extreme health. I'm either totally healthy or I totally feel like I'm going to die. Why?

Mom #2 and Baby Boy have been taking very good care of me. It's great to have such a wonderful family. Mom #2 is making me her fabulous passed down from grandma homemade Mexican chicken soup. It's a rarity but has true-blue healing powers, which is good because I can use some true-blue healing right about now.

I have had to ditch my low-carb diet. I have the kind of stomach that likes to expel medications . . . so I have to eat very heavy foods like chili with cheese and peanut butter toast in order to keep my medications down. It's a weird thing. I don't know how to explain it. I'll probably try to get back on after Thanksgiving. I'm still 13 pounds down, though . . . many many more to go. *SIGH*

I'm starting to get a very nervous about Friday.

I've had one wisdom tooth removed surgically before. They used that "conscious sedation" method on me, which is basically when they give you a bunch of sleeping pills and then operate on you real fast before you wake up.

Apparently all of my deep dark dental fears came careening out of my mouth when I was under the influence of these drugs. I honestly don't remember any of this, but according to Mom #2, I told her right in front of the nurse that she had to "watch out for those people because they just want to rip us off" and I kept telling her to "cover up my legs so that perverted dentist doesn't look up my dress" and of course, to top it all off, I looked at the dentist right in the eyes and told him "Please don't rape me."

What the . . . ?

I guess you can say, I have an acute fear of dentists. Why would anyone want to be a dentist? I can't think of a worse job to have. I know they are necessary. Why is dental health care so expensive? I better let that question drop right here. I have much pent up aggression regarding the cost of dental care. This would not be the time to go into it. Perhaps after I pay the bill for having my tooth pulled; I'm sure that will give me the strength to get it all out.

OK. I'm officially rambling. That must mean I'm at the end.

Thanks for letting me talk this out with y'all. If you're of the praying persuasion, please do so . . . I'll also take all well-wishes, good vibes, ritualistic chants . . . whatever method your positive energy comes in - I'll take it.

I'm not picky.

Until next time . . .


:)De said...

Loved this rant. LOL! Praying that you feel better. We use a dentist that "caters to cowards" and it's a good thing.

Peace to you and your household,

Hula Hank said...

I love going to the dentist.

Think of it that after one appointment, you are all better, look better and feel better (and if not, then they give you some great pills!).

Just last night I was watching The Wiz, and I feel i is relevant to your situation. Like Lion, the courage is already inside of you. Just believe in yourself as I believe in you.

And if that fails just think "What would Diana Ross do?"

Katy said...

Glad you're starting to feel a little better but WHAT a sucky thing to have to deal with.

I'll do a Seattle-water-rain-bumbershoot dance for you to get a good outcome for the whole thing. Good luck!

Katy said...

And Hula Hank must either be sick and twisted or have a really hot dentist!

Anonymous said...

Oh, you so do not want to get me started on the cost of dentistry. I could have paid for a year of college for all that I have sunk into James' teeth. And he's only 6. And I have dental insurance. O.k., so he wouldn't have gone to an ivy league. And that's not including room and board, but we have some mighty fine state schools in CA.

I don't know why anyone would want to be a dentist. It should be featured on Dirty Jobs.

I will be wishing you speedy recovery. I just can't even imagine. James can.

Ami said...

I have a huge dental phobia. My family has found a wonderful dentist now, though. He's a gentle man and very kind.

If you're willing to drive to Sandy, Oregon, he's taking new patients.

((Hugs and good thoughts)))

Jason, as himself said...

Oh, no. I'm sorry. I'm glad you're feeling better, but I will be thinking of you on Friday!

SabrinaT said...

Well the drugs are working at least a little so that is good news. As for the dentist they are ALL stange.
Sending lots of ((((((((HUGS))))) and prayers that everything goes well Friday!
You have a wonderful MOM#2 and Baby Boy!

Kate said...

I will be thinking of you and praying.

Hope you are feeling better once they get that tooth out!

Anonymous said...

Somehow I missed your Monday post, so I missed a whole three days of prayers, dang it! But I will seriously be lifting you up from now till you are safely out of the grips of that serial dental rapist. Hope you feel lots better soon!!

Anonymous said...

Popping over to say I'm thinking of you today. Hope you're better.

kitten said...

Bless your heart! Sorry I have missed so much this week~
Double hugs again~

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