Seriously???? Not only am I in WORSE pain, but I've ALREADY got dry socket in my two lower um...sockets (????)
The sir-jury wasn't bad at all. My oral surgeon, his sir-jury crew and staff are all FAB-U-lous, I love the heck outta them, and thats not the meds talking, I swear!I went to sleep, didn't even remember that part, I only remember him asking me if the Fentanyl was making me feel all calm and happy (yes, it is, why thank you Doc!) Then I felt something really painful in my mouth and I remembering trying to protest because I was hurting and then no pain at all and then later having his nurse waking me up.
His office gave Jerry (my step-dad) and I a gift-card to Jamba Juice (fruit smoothie place popular in CA/west coast) and was told to go get a smooth WITHOUT SEEDS, NO STRAWS and to promptly take my pain pills and then put myself to bed. I got that smoothie all over myself...I looked cute, let me tell you! I'm sure Jerry enjoyed that. He isn't one for messes.
Once home, I put myself to bed and slept the anesthesia away and then awoke to a whole lotta pain. Fun stuff! Took my meds, removed all that icky gauze and was bleeding, so I had to put more in my mouth and proceeded to look like a chipmunk - in case you're wondering, I'm a kind cute chipmunk.
That night was rough...and it has proceeded to be rough...as I said, I have "dry socket" in both lower surgical sites or sockets (??) and had to go back in today while the nurse cleaned out my mouth (OUCH) and packed my sockets (I have sockets. fun.) with a numbing, medicinal, YUCKY, concoction that has cloves in it. My mouth tastes like cloves, ALL THE TIME now. After that experience, my mouth/teeth felt a tiny bit better....and then felt worse again. I called them again this afternoon and they called in more meds for me and told me not to chew ANYTHING. I am to live off of things like yogurt, applesauce, pudding, ice cream, juice, milk, smoothies, etc. Sounds good to me, as eating hurt like heck anyway, even if it was just a roll or cranberry bread for Thanksgiving - of which I had barely any of and was the resident chipmunk.
Oh, and it doesn't help that the parents don't even realize that I've had SURGERY on all four of these teeth. Ugh...they've expected me to help with Thanksgiving - the cooking, the serving, the taking down of the decorations. I'm so THANKFUL they're finally gone now - out shopping finally out of my hair. Praise God I'm finally alone and can recuperate on my own. Thank you God!!!
Thank you PTers for your concern and well wishes.I'll try and report back over the weekend.
Hugs and Love,
Kelly and her Sockets!
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