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aprilstarchild) wrote2005-08-24 10:51 am
aprilstarchild) wrote2005-08-24 10:51 am
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I'm going to be missing at least part of my day at work tomorrow....*grumble*
There's been this plastic syringe thingie on the coffee table. There's lots of crap on the coffee table though, so I sorta ignored it.
My mouth has begun to hurt more, not less, especially on the bottom, especially on the bottom right. Although oddly enough, only after I woke up and ate. I looked at it with a flashlight, and oh dear gods it's nasty. A huge gaping hole with black and white stuff in it. Plus, my mouth tasted really bad.
So I figure I've got dry socket or something. I call them up, and they ask me if I've been cleaning it out with the syringe. *headslap* No, and nobody told me about it, I've just been rinsing my mouth out with salt water. Hell, my mom just told me yesterday that I have a followup appointment. She asked me when it was in this conversational tone, and I had to tell her I had no idea what she was talking about. Turns out I have an appointment on the second of September. No offense mom, but anything they told us after I woke up, I don't remember.
So, feeling like a fucktard (and realizing that![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
zeeohee was right) I went upstairs to attempt to clean food particles out of the gaping hole behind my molars.
Nothing would come out. So I took a really soft toothbrush to the spot, and it hurt so bad I got shaky and started to cry. Tried spraying it out, and while the nasty taste came out of it, nothing else did except a little blood. Looked at it with a flashlight, the hole is bigger than the last time I looked.
So with shaking hands I call them up again. And now I have an appointment tomorrow at their Glisan office. Meanwhile I have a feeling I'm going to use up the rest of my Vicodin. Oh gods does it hurt. And now I have to call my supervisor and tell her I'm going to miss at least tomorrow from work as well. Bloody hell.
Oweeee!!
EDIT: So I went upstairs after I posted to try again. Well, the stupid syring slipped and I stabbed myself with it, so now I'm bleeding like crazy and I really have cried from it hurting. Plus, I've realized, it's kinda humiliating to realize I have to miss another day of work and have my dad drive me out to Glisan because I have food rotting a hole in my gums. I rinsed with that nasty Rx mouthwash and now I'm tempted to just curl up in the fetal position and never eat again.
I was going to do my laundry and some other stuff today but I really don't feel like it.
There's been this plastic syringe thingie on the coffee table. There's lots of crap on the coffee table though, so I sorta ignored it.
My mouth has begun to hurt more, not less, especially on the bottom, especially on the bottom right. Although oddly enough, only after I woke up and ate. I looked at it with a flashlight, and oh dear gods it's nasty. A huge gaping hole with black and white stuff in it. Plus, my mouth tasted really bad.
So I figure I've got dry socket or something. I call them up, and they ask me if I've been cleaning it out with the syringe. *headslap* No, and nobody told me about it, I've just been rinsing my mouth out with salt water. Hell, my mom just told me yesterday that I have a followup appointment. She asked me when it was in this conversational tone, and I had to tell her I had no idea what she was talking about. Turns out I have an appointment on the second of September. No offense mom, but anything they told us after I woke up, I don't remember.
So, feeling like a fucktard (and realizing that
zeeohee was right) I went upstairs to attempt to clean food particles out of the gaping hole behind my molars. Nothing would come out. So I took a really soft toothbrush to the spot, and it hurt so bad I got shaky and started to cry. Tried spraying it out, and while the nasty taste came out of it, nothing else did except a little blood. Looked at it with a flashlight, the hole is bigger than the last time I looked.
So with shaking hands I call them up again. And now I have an appointment tomorrow at their Glisan office. Meanwhile I have a feeling I'm going to use up the rest of my Vicodin. Oh gods does it hurt. And now I have to call my supervisor and tell her I'm going to miss at least tomorrow from work as well. Bloody hell.
Oweeee!!
EDIT: So I went upstairs after I posted to try again. Well, the stupid syring slipped and I stabbed myself with it, so now I'm bleeding like crazy and I really have cried from it hurting. Plus, I've realized, it's kinda humiliating to realize I have to miss another day of work and have my dad drive me out to Glisan because I have food rotting a hole in my gums. I rinsed with that nasty Rx mouthwash and now I'm tempted to just curl up in the fetal position and never eat again.
I was going to do my laundry and some other stuff today but I really don't feel like it.
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And you're right, it really doesn't. I was talking to my mom about the whole thing and pointed out that I don't remember most of the time between waking up from general and getting to the car, and my mom mentioned that I went to the bathroom. I remember it now (I had no modesty and insisted my mom stay in there with me because I was positive I wouldn't be able to get back up on my own) but not until she mentioned it.
I also apparently giggled a lot right after coming out of the anesthesia.