This isn’t an euphemism or anything like that, or code language for anything. This is me getting back from the dentist after a remarkably easy cleaning and a notification that I will not have to see a gum specialist right away after all. Why? Because of flossing. My gums are apparently regenerating now. Who would have thought it?
So. Floss.
That is all.
And a filling, but the deep cleaning was much worse. Shoot, the deep cleaning was worse than the root canal. …Which is a heck of a thing to say. Anyway, this time around I got hit with so much Novocain I could barely keep my mouth closed later.
Flossing! Flossing is definitely the answer, now. Floss, people…
I was ready to have them just extract the dang thing, but this new dentist I have was remarkably efficient about it all. No pain for the root canal part, no problems with the temporary crown, and getting the permanent one today was a simple procedure. Cheap, too: as in, one-third the cost from fifteen years ago (which is when my wife had one done). It’s even within walking distance – and no, I don’t know why I didn’t start going there years ago, either.
Barring unforeseen circumstances… this could have gone so much, much worse.
As dental emergencies go, at least this one is tame: I had an artificial crown pop off yesterday. Didn’t swallow it, thank God, and it doesn’t look damaged or anything. Hopefully all I’ll have to do is go in this morning and have them reattach it. Hopefully.
Still: yaaaaaaay.
Why no creative work today. Not me; my kids. It all worked out, but we didn’t know that going in…
Procedure went without a hitch, thank God. The youngest kid is complaining, but that’s expected. I figure things will be back to normal tomorrow.
My thanks for all the prayers and good wishes.
Like, 9 PM early. I have to be up at 5 AM tomorrow to make sure that the kids are dressed by 6 AM and out the door so that we can hit a 6:30 AM admission time for a 7:30 AM dental procedure for my youngest kid. Which involves general anesthesia, so if you have any spare room on your prayer schedule tonight I wouldn’t mind it in the slightest if you tacked one on. There’s nothing critical or life-threatening going on, and it’s obviously safe or we wouldn’t be doing it, but anesthesia is always just a slightest bit nerve-wracking.
So, let me put up a video, and wish everybody a good night.
Fillings, apparently. Teeth aren’t what they used to be. Good news is, it’s supposed to be fast; bad news? …Well, I’m going to the dentist, am I not?
While on the subject of unpleasant but necessary activities, please remember: as the header says, NO POLITICS. Thank you.
