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May. 11th, 2009 07:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Percocet. Huh.
Today was my long-dreaded appointment with an oral surgeon to get the roots of two crumbled teeth extracted. Yes, imagine my joy. It was supposed to be the first of two visits since the teeth are in exact opposite sides of my mouth and my regular dentist didn't think it was a good idea to have me walking around with my entire mouth gone numb, but today's doctor looked like Einstein and felt like a cowboy (and frankly I was ready to agree to almost anything that would cut down on the number of future visits), so it was novocaine ahoy.
I'll give him credit: this doc is good. You'd say he's one of those "exudes an air of cheerful competence" people if you used that phrase...I've always distrusted it, personally, it makes it sound like 'cheerful competence' is a type of bean and the person ate a lot of them for dinner last night...but if you use that phrase, you'd definitely apply it to him. Also, Einstein lookalike. Also also, his name's Shibly Malouf, which is totally rockstar. (And also an anagram for 'Loyal Bum Fish'.)
Did you know that when you have an extraction from both sides of your jaw, you then get a roll of gauze the size of a twinkie tucked inside each cheek and you have to sit there with them jutting out of your mouth like two little tusks, feeling like the most pathetic alien in Mos Eisley?
I had not known this.
So now I'm on the couch floating on my percocet & antibiotic cocktail, occasionally touching my lips to see if I can feel anything yet (it's been five hours!), and feeling very, very grateful there were no paparazzi lurking in the bushes outside when I tried to eat spaghetti-os an hour ago. It's been that sort of day.
Today was my long-dreaded appointment with an oral surgeon to get the roots of two crumbled teeth extracted. Yes, imagine my joy. It was supposed to be the first of two visits since the teeth are in exact opposite sides of my mouth and my regular dentist didn't think it was a good idea to have me walking around with my entire mouth gone numb, but today's doctor looked like Einstein and felt like a cowboy (and frankly I was ready to agree to almost anything that would cut down on the number of future visits), so it was novocaine ahoy.
I'll give him credit: this doc is good. You'd say he's one of those "exudes an air of cheerful competence" people if you used that phrase...I've always distrusted it, personally, it makes it sound like 'cheerful competence' is a type of bean and the person ate a lot of them for dinner last night...but if you use that phrase, you'd definitely apply it to him. Also, Einstein lookalike. Also also, his name's Shibly Malouf, which is totally rockstar. (And also an anagram for 'Loyal Bum Fish'.)
Did you know that when you have an extraction from both sides of your jaw, you then get a roll of gauze the size of a twinkie tucked inside each cheek and you have to sit there with them jutting out of your mouth like two little tusks, feeling like the most pathetic alien in Mos Eisley?
I had not known this.
So now I'm on the couch floating on my percocet & antibiotic cocktail, occasionally touching my lips to see if I can feel anything yet (it's been five hours!), and feeling very, very grateful there were no paparazzi lurking in the bushes outside when I tried to eat spaghetti-os an hour ago. It's been that sort of day.
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Date: 2009-05-11 11:43 pm (UTC)Hope you recover soon
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Date: 2009-05-11 11:46 pm (UTC)I think you made the right decision; anticipating the upcoming visit is almost worse than the visit and certainly goes on longer. Best to get it over with.
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Date: 2009-05-12 12:03 am (UTC)Also: I did know that about the tusks, since I had four impacted wisdom teeth extracted from all four sides of my mouth at once. It is embarrassing.
I hope your drug cocktail is as good as mine was. I remember the surgery, but pretty much nothing of the next two days. If there were paparazzi, they probably got a fantastic show.
Say hi to Amy Winehouse for me. ;)
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Date: 2009-05-12 12:04 am (UTC)I kinda think you should post photos of the Spaghetti-Os situation, though. And/or video of you trying to say "Shibly Malouf".
Enjoy the Percs! And whatever you don't use, you can sell for an insane price on Craigslist.
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Date: 2009-05-12 01:38 am (UTC)I'm not getting anything extracted, but I do have fillings to get. And then the entire world of orthodontics that I know absolutely nothing about but that people are assuring me will be painful.
Yay for drugs.
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Date: 2009-05-12 03:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-12 04:03 am (UTC)But your dentist sounds like he's made of win...
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Date: 2009-05-12 11:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-12 04:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-12 05:13 pm (UTC)And I wish I didn't know that gauze tusk feeling, but sadly I do.
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Date: 2009-05-13 12:53 am (UTC)Of course I mean that in the chummy way, not the too piss off your wife way. And in saying that I mean that this post has made me laugh. A lot. you are one awesome man, even with the gauzy tusks...
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Date: 2009-05-13 01:27 am (UTC)You reminded me of when I got my wisdom teeth out. I had novocaine and something injected. On my way home, I started rummaging around in my mom's pocketbook for my watch. When she asked what I was doing, all I could do was point to my wrist. I was so glad she got it right away! (That night, I returned to my college and hit the bar. Yes, Stonehill had a bar, like a good college should.)