{"id":411,"date":"2005-11-09T07:45:45","date_gmt":"2005-11-09T07:45:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/1122productions.com\/brandon\/?p=411"},"modified":"2005-11-09T07:45:45","modified_gmt":"2005-11-09T07:45:45","slug":"the-dreaded-d-word","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1122productions.com\/brandon\/?p=411","title":{"rendered":"the dreaded &#8220;d&#8221; word"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So, I had not gone to the dentist in quite some time when I stepped into the office last Tuesday.  In fact, it had been so long that I couldn&#8217;t remember the last time that I had gone.  Some of you may recoil in horror at that statement, but when you consider that I hadn&#8217;t had dental insurance until last year, and I knew what I was going to have to have done, you might understand.  Ever since undergrad, I knew that one day would come that I&#8217;d have to have one of my teeth crowned, which if you&#8217;ve never paid for one is quite expensive.  Add to that the fact that I could claim I didn&#8217;t know any good dentists, etc., and you had a litany of excuses for putting the whole thing off.<\/p>\n<p>Don&#8217;t worry&#8230;I&#8217;ve made up for lost time in the dentist&#8217;s chair.  They know me by name now.<\/p>\n<p>Here&#8217;s the way I&#8217;ve always approached the dentist.  You go, they poke and prod, and if you&#8217;re <em>really<\/em> lucky, they&#8217;ll shoot you with needles and drill for a while, and then they make you pay for the experience.  My teeth are relatively stout.  They had gotten a little temperature-sensitive, but for a long time that wasn&#8217;t a big deal.  When it finally got to where I couldn&#8217;t eat ice cream on one side of my mouth, I finally figured that it was time to give in.<\/p>\n<p>I was recommended a dentist from one of my co-workers.  He and his staff have treated me well and are very good about making the suffering quotient stay low.  However, thus far the tally stands at eight cavities, the aforementioned crown&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>And a root canal.  Which I went through yesterday.<\/p>\n<p>To test for a root canal, apparently the standard procedure is to supercool a piece of <em>something<\/em> (I&#8217;m not sure exactly what it was) and hold it to the tooth in question.  If you leap out of the dentist&#8217;s chair, you need a root canal.<\/p>\n<p>Okay, so I didn&#8217;t leap out of the dentist&#8217;s chair.  But my eyeballs almost leapt out of their sockets, so that was enough for him.<\/p>\n<p>Let me just say as a result of all this having been done (save the other five fillings and the permanent crown, which are coming up in a couple of weeks), I don&#8217;t dread dentist&#8217;s needles anymore.  I don&#8217;t even dread having a root canal done.<\/p>\n<p>I dread what you feel afterward.  Which is a lot of pain.<\/p>\n<p>I took a Loritab last night at 9 to go to sleep, and it still wore off at 2:30 this morning, so I took another.  Luckily, it doesn&#8217;t seem to make me loopy or anything (yes, Ricky, I don&#8217;t get &#8220;Comtrexed&#8221;), so I can drive myself to work today.  I will be taking Advil today, 4 at a time.<\/p>\n<p>Okay, I&#8217;m ending the above paragraph, because it&#8217;s starting to remind me of the spam I have to clean off of the blog.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, moral of the story, kids: see your dentist.  Trust me, it&#8217;s better than the alternative.  And if you <em>do<\/em> have a cavity, they&#8217;ll fill it with what appears to be a caulking gun, which is always good for a laugh.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So, I had not gone to the dentist in quite some time when I stepped into the office last Tuesday. In fact, it had been so long that I couldn&#8217;t remember the last time that I had gone. 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