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Re: that root canal retreatment I mentioned last week, while the procedure itself was fairly uneventful, the recovery's been hell. Seriously, the pain actually got worse on Thursday, to the point where I made another emergency appointment on Friday to ask what the hell was going on.
The answer: "For some patients, it gets worse before it gets better." Also, temporary higher doses. I ended up missing work on Friday night because my poor brain was too blasted on painkillers and antibiotics to function. And as the pain flared over the weekend, I kept heading to the pill bottles, and so my mind briefly became a muddled mess of meds.
The pain is almost gone now, save for a bit of soreness in my upper jaw, but my brain is still trying to clear out the fuzz. If I've seemed particularly reticent online this past week, this is why.
But it's so nice to have the end of this mess in sight! Just typing up this post is progress, since for the past few days, I've had only flashes of coherence, followed by hours of mindless mouse-clicking and comfort-video-watching.
(I think I understand why I had such a strong reaction to the procedure this time, as opposed to back in '99. One, I'm twenty-one years older, and my body isn't quite as resilient as it was in my teens. Two, the procedure was performed while the infection was still active, leading me to have to manage both infection pain and post-op pain at the same time. And three, this procedure was only necessary because I apparently have a hidden canal, which was completely overlooked the first time, and which was exactly where the infection developed. *Sigh* Sometimes, I swear my body is obstinately different, just to spite me.)
Anyway, that's all thankfully water under the bridge. Time to get back to being me! :D
The answer: "For some patients, it gets worse before it gets better." Also, temporary higher doses. I ended up missing work on Friday night because my poor brain was too blasted on painkillers and antibiotics to function. And as the pain flared over the weekend, I kept heading to the pill bottles, and so my mind briefly became a muddled mess of meds.
The pain is almost gone now, save for a bit of soreness in my upper jaw, but my brain is still trying to clear out the fuzz. If I've seemed particularly reticent online this past week, this is why.
But it's so nice to have the end of this mess in sight! Just typing up this post is progress, since for the past few days, I've had only flashes of coherence, followed by hours of mindless mouse-clicking and comfort-video-watching.
(I think I understand why I had such a strong reaction to the procedure this time, as opposed to back in '99. One, I'm twenty-one years older, and my body isn't quite as resilient as it was in my teens. Two, the procedure was performed while the infection was still active, leading me to have to manage both infection pain and post-op pain at the same time. And three, this procedure was only necessary because I apparently have a hidden canal, which was completely overlooked the first time, and which was exactly where the infection developed. *Sigh* Sometimes, I swear my body is obstinately different, just to spite me.)
Anyway, that's all thankfully water under the bridge. Time to get back to being me! :D
