The dentist... that is a dreaded word, for me anyway. For one I don't like my face touched by other people, as weird as it sounds, it kind of freaks me out.. maybe I was traumatized, who knows with me. Four years ago I had to have a back tooth pulled, not a wisdom tooth either, and it was very painful one of the worst things I have had to deal with and I have a high tolerance for pain. I thought that was the end of my dental nightmares. But no, of course not, with my luck why did I even think that. Again here I am with a hole in my head, literally, that throbs and is filled with weird looking gunk... I know that gross, sorry. I told the girl that pulled my tooth I was afraid this would happen, but no, I don't know what I am talking about. It has becoming a numbing sensation on my right side of my face. This just makes me dislike the dentist even more and I am grown-woman. So hopefully I can get into the office tomorrow to see a dentist and get the relief I need. I just dope I can make it one more day.
Although it seemed as the only option was to pull the tooth, I don't know if I am going to be so ready to say sure, go ahead, rip a tooth away from the bone and out of my head unless the dentist agrees to stitch me up! My teeth are pretty on the outside, but really the inside is another story. Hopefully it will all be corrected and I can start eating normal.
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