Ok so here are the basics... Went in at 11:30 yesterday morning, took about 6 needles to numb my mouth, shed a few tears.
Got a filling which was relatively painless, then came the hard part.
The pressure he had to apply to my mouth was intense, I started shaking I was so scared and uncomfortable, and dont even ask me about the noises, the banging and cracking makes me shiver just thinking about it. The top one took a lot longer and was much worse pain wise, the bottom one seemed like a breeze in comparison.
Anyways with half my face numb for the rest of the day the pain wasn't too bad, sat in bed drank 2 Up and Go's and watched about 8 episodes of One Tree Hill.
Woke up at about 5:30 and I was suddenly very aware of to enormous hole in the side of my face, Im pretty swollen and in a fair bit of pain but to be completely honest it isn't half as bad as I thought I would be. Just like they say "The anticipation of death is far greater than death itself" Obviously Im not dead, just relating it to pain. I guess there is a silver lining to being an anxious over thinker, every now and again you surprise yourself. Maybe Im not such a wimp after all!
Enough of boring you all with my gross tooth extraction story, hopefully I'll be even more on the mend tomorrow and can enjoy a the rest of my week off work.
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