|This is how I picture my tooth and the Endodontist|
I have an appointment with an Endodontist, first thing in the morning.
The theme of the day will be some jackhammer work on a couple of lower molars that have been annoying me for the past six years. The Doc was funny when he asked me directly why I hadn't had this work done six years ago.
My answer was that I didn't want to seem like I was whining. I have a crown that never settled in right, and when I bite it hurts. The last dentist said the discomfort would go away in a couple months.
It's been six years.
Thankfully, I have a Humana dental plan which will defray some of the costs. Basically, it has been fear and air holding me back from having some necessary work being completed. It is really a lucky thing that none of this was an issue in the South Pacific. The dental facilities there are not so modern.
I had my first root canal done in London, up in West Ruislip, by Blenheim Crescent. The whole deal was painless except for the shots. Oooh, I hate the burn on the tongue nerve.
The second one was about a year later. The Navy Dentists did not put crown's on so I had to have them redone by civilian dentists in 2003. Since then, there has only been one additional crown placed on a tooth without the root excavation back in 2005, and this is what brings us to the present.
No big deal, really. I figure we should take care of this so that I don't get something dangerous happening later on. This stuff can be life threatening. Two hours in the chair and out.
Why should I be happy. Besides, we are approaching the anniversary weekend so this should temper my exuberance, some.
On other subjects not being tomorrow's festivities; the weather is getting a bit better and we have actually seen the sun yesterday and today. We celebrated the nice skies last night by bubbling in our bubbling hot tank by the pool. Like lobstuhs.
I think we will burn something good on the grill tonight, perhaps lamb or filets.
Have a fine rest of the week, and don't forget to floss!