I had a root canal. I feel much better now. Hence, “Root Canal Wonder”
Why on earth would someone post about dental gore in a pretty lifestyle blog? Yikes!
Well, this is the dapple guys. Real life holds even worse things than cavities. Ugh. I’m grappling a little with what exactly to write here; this is, after all, a family friendly site. But especially, I find I’m wrestling with a certain amount of shame—linked to the fact that I have dental issues. Tooth decay. Insufficient gums. Hmm.
I will say this: It is so nice to not co-exist with a festering tooth anymore. With pain spearing through my jaw and into my ear, ad infinitum. My pain subsided the moment the numbing shots (expertly administered by my dentist, Dr. Mark Geddes) began to take effect, and aside from residual soreness due to the trauma of needles and subsiding infection (I was told that it looked like a volcano in there), the pain is entirely gone. And that is a thing of beauty to me, worth mentioning. Like the Heimlich maneuver is a thing of beauty, if a carrot has happened to steal your breath away entirely. Which is another story (true, though no one thought to take pictures to prove it).
I cannot help but be exquisitely grateful to Dr. Geddes and his office. He was matter-of-fact and kind, two characteristics necessary in a person I’m going to trust. Especially with needles, chisels, and drills. In my mouth. And he was quick and proficient through the procedure; I was pleasantly surprised at how quickly he cleaned out my tooth. (Aside: We had to wait a day to fill it back up again, due to the pressure of the infection, but he sent me home with medicine and a temporary cap and I slept more comfortably than I have in a month). The staff were friendly and professional (and even empathetic, which you don’t meet every day), and I was especially grateful that they worked me in to a busy schedule on short notice.
Whew. The end. All Better. Sort of (I still have four more cavities to go…hopefully no more root canals).
