currently feeling depressed as i'm mourning over my loss of my three good teeth. went to the dentist today expecting that i'm going to pluck my teeth except that i was still clueless about my situation without prior consultation. my dentist was quite kind, thank goodness. did the consultation and the bad news is one of my front tooth is dead due to bacteria invasion, prolly due to the fall. so i will need root canal treatment and crowning which means more money :/
decided to pluck my teeth today since i had already prepared for it mentally. it was scary laying in the chair and the Anesthesia shots were painful! it was many many shots i cant remember. the dentist uses a plier to shake my tooth right and left, i can sense what's his doing but i can't feel it. while he does that, the nurse held on to my head to steady it while the dentist uses force to pull my tooth. somehow i felt like smiling or laughing when my dentist was plucking my teeth, weird. you know your teeth is out when you hear the crack crack sound somewhere in your head, it was kind of scary. the whole process was really really short though.
it felt like a very long journey home, with the blood keep threatening to overflow. i think i scared somebody while spitting blood out at the public toilet. the blood just wouldn't stop completely for the whole damn day, and i was drooling uncontrollably due to lack of control of my numb mouth. it was purely disgusting to keep swallowing blood. and i couldn't eat anything except porridge which was just plain sad. ):
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decided to pluck my teeth today since i had already prepared for it mentally. it was scary laying in the chair and the Anesthesia shots were painful! it was many many shots i cant remember. the dentist uses a plier to shake my tooth right and left, i can sense what's his doing but i can't feel it. while he does that, the nurse held on to my head to steady it while the dentist uses force to pull my tooth. somehow i felt like smiling or laughing when my dentist was plucking my teeth, weird. you know your teeth is out when you hear the crack crack sound somewhere in your head, it was kind of scary. the whole process was really really short though.
it felt like a very long journey home, with the blood keep threatening to overflow. i think i scared somebody while spitting blood out at the public toilet. the blood just wouldn't stop completely for the whole damn day, and i was drooling uncontrollably due to lack of control of my numb mouth. it was purely disgusting to keep swallowing blood. and i couldn't eat anything except porridge which was just plain sad. ):
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