My appointment with the oral surgeon was this morning at 10 a.m.
The tooth I'd cracked had to be tended to. I knocked the whole top off by eating a cube of ice. (Yes, the word "moron" comes to mind..:)
We started the root canal procedure and an hour later the tip of the drill broke off waaaay deeeep in the tooth!
Joy.
Finally, with X-rays and consultation we went for extraction instead.
Two and a half hours total in the chair.
But, I had taken a hyrocodone before hand and I was mellow through it all.
Instead of it costing $1900 bucks the total was $85 bucks.
I call that a mixed blessing wouldn't you? :)
The thing about dental problems is that we don't tend to them until they smack us upside the head.
Why are we so negligent?