Dental dramas part 3

And so it continues.....

Yesterday I went to the dentist for my second visit to complete a root canal. This is the part where they file out the nerve (sounds enticing doesn't it) and fill the root with cement.

Well. That's what is supposed to happen. Apparently I have an extra root on this tooth. Of course. And this tooth is right at the back of my mouth so difficult to get to.

After sitting in the chair for 1 hour and 16 minutes (give or take a few seconds) we had two roots filed out, with three to go. Apparently number 5 (5? Who has 5 roots? You don't see that in the pictures do you? Noooo.) is extremely uncooperative. Nothing is ever simple or straightforward when it comes to my teeth.

At about the 45 minute mark I really started to pray. Nothing coherant really. Just please make it stop. I wasn't really in pain, but the sides of my mouth were really sore from having to open my mouth so wide for so long and just watching him play with those long sharp files in front of me was freaking me out. There is just something really distressing about long sharp pointy things. I was holding myself so tense I came out of it with a stiff neck and a head ache.

So...where to from here? At least two more appointments. I kid you not. A root canal is supposed to take three appointments, but no. Sharon has to stretch it over four just so we can sort out that extra root. Extra root. You've got to be kidding. Who does that!

On the 29th of November I see the oral surgeon to find out what will be done about that wisdom tooth that I'm not supposed to have. Honestly. What is going on in my mouth. Extra roots, wisdom teeth appearing out the side of my gum that I paid hundreds of dollars to have removed when I was 21. What is the meaning of this outrage!

In other dental news....Scott had his plate removed from the roof of his mouth yesterday after six months. The orthodontist was pleased with the progress made and Scott's cross bite is now corrected. There was quite a bit of tugging and pulling involved in getting the plate out and Scott has pretty sore gums today. So it's back to mushy food for him for a few days. At least now he just has braces to contend with and not that bothersome plate. He can say "s" again!