Wed. I will go in for a 3-hr. session at the dentist’s office. I’m such a baby when it comes to dental work, and luckily I have a dentist who caters to cowards. Today he contacted my doctor to get his approval on the drugs for me, and to consult with him about my condition. I have to be there at 7:00 AM., because he will give me a pill that will keep me awake, but I won’t remember a thing. Also, I will get gas. He will do a root canal on the very loose tooth, and then inject an antibiotic into my infected gums. My husband is such a sweetheart that he is taking the day off work to be with me even after he drives me home.
I not only have a gum infection, but I’ve been fighting a urinary tract infection for 1 1/2 wks. Our bodies really do fight against themselves.
I hope I’m doing the right thing with my teeth. I have heredity on my side as both my parents still have most of their teeth. I don’t want to lose mine unless I absolutely have to. Of course, the dentist couldn’t guarantee anything, but he’s confident that this will work. I will have to go back to him every three mos. for cleaning, and a checkup for the rest of my life, because of this being a life-long illness. We all know we have to deal with our doctors, etc. for the rest of our lives, unless they can ever care enough about us to research enough for a cure. We’re all in this for the long haul. What a drag! About the time I feel better physically, this has to come along. I guess it will always be like this. I guess I should get used to it. It’s hard though, isn’t it?
Maia