Yesterday was such a horrible day
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| Thu, 11-20-2008 - 3:27pm |
Aloha dear friends!
First, I want to thank all you ladies that answered my call for help in my last post. I swear your prayers and positive vibes works wonders on me.. .
What horrible day it was yesterday.....
Yesterday I went in for a simple root canal to remove the infection within this tooth. It was explained to me that the root canal job was only going to take an hour and then waa... laa... I would be as good as new. I told this dentist about my hospital stay with this MRSA infection but he did not seem to be concerned. As matter of fact, he told me that no one gets a MRSA infection in his or her mouth... blaaa... blaaa... blaaa...
It is amazing when I warn doctors about my health problems they act as though I am a drama queen. I hate that! So after seeing “that drama queen look†in this doctor’s eyes I gave him my permission to talk to my doctor to verify what I am saying about my fight to live is true. But do you think this doctor called my doctor to chit chat about my continued fight with the infection lingering still in the lower part of my body? Of course not because all of us women are hysterical beings that do not live in reality with our counter parts the men.
Well thank God this dentist gave me, the hysterical drama queen of all queens, IV sedation medication to calm me down and pain killers before he started the root canal because what happened next was a nightmare.
Aaah... me being stoned really helped when this dentist told me he could not proceed any longer with this root canal procedure because I had more serious problems going on in my mouth then just an infection. I guess he drilled a hole in my tooth to extract the infection which laid below it and to his surprise I had a hair line fracture in my jaw laying just below this tooth so that is why this infection in my mouth kept coming back. So he stopped the operation when he saw this jaw fracture and called William aside to tell him that he could not go on with the surgery because he does not repair hair line fractures in jaws. Like I said I was real stoned by the time the doctor saw the jaw facture so I was not shocked when I was rush to another specialist to repair the facture in my jaw yesterday.
On the other hand, William was not in a happy camper mood by the time we got to this other specialist’s office. He started yelling and screaming and getting all belligerent with the dental specialist because he did not catch the jaw facture before he sent us to this other dentist to do a root cannel.
By the time all the yelling and screaming stopped the happy drugs the previous dentist gave me that morning were wearing off so I started crying my eyes out non stop when William got into a heated argument with my dental implant specialist. So the nurse asked William to step into another room and talk with the doctor privately without me being present to discus my case. He told William this was serious and to calm down. Well telling William to calm down made him even madder and almost got kicked out of the office because the fracture should have been caught before I was pawned off to the dentist I saw just hours earlier. Poor William... I think he is at his breaking point with the stock market taking a nose dive and me continually having these bizarre health problems.
The good news is that the first dentist I saw at 8 o’clock yesterday morning called the my dental implant specialist before we got there so when we arrived at the second dental office the dentist had a operating room and an anesthesiologist standing by for my second operation yesterday. Thank god they put me totally out and sedated me for this second surgery in one day because I was loosing it big time.
The first dental operation yesterday morning was at least an hour long. And the next dental operation yesterday was 2 hours long. The second surgery lasted that long because the dentist had to extract a tooth, remove a puss filled tumor and had to do some bone grafting to fill in the jaw facture and build up my jaw bone.
The anesthesiologist and the dentist called me last night to see how I was doing so that was nice that they cared enough to call. And this morning they called me again so that helps my mood that they remember that I exist. Doctors have a very short memory span and so they tend to forget who I am.
Now William and I sit, wait, and keep our fingers crossed that this infection in my mouth did not move down my throat to my lungs. I have a defective heart so any dental work has the potential to do some serious damage to my heart tissues if the infected stuff form the dental operation gets swallowed during dental procedures.
Do any of you have any dental horror stories to share? I would love to hear them because they say misery loves company. And didn’t one of you say you had or have a MRSA infection too? Having 2 infections going on in two different parts of my body sure is making me sick both mentally and physically... sick enough to not want to go through this anymore...
Aloha,
Lei

Hi Lei
I am sorry you had such a terrible day yesterday. I am glad at least they found the problem and that now hopefully it is fixed.
(((Lei))) Gentle hugs for you along with a prayer that they have this under control.
Wait a minute chick so I can get all this straight in my head. You're in isolation fighting off MRSA again and they removed you for dental surgery? If this is the case and they got all the oral infection under control then hopefully your body will be able to concentrate all its efforts toward fighting off the MeanyRaunchyStinkyArse germ. Aka MRSA. Another question is where did the fracture come from...the jet ski accident (?) and if so why wasn't it picked up in ex-ray? The dentist did take ex-rays right? Anyway at least one infection has been treated so your body can now fight off the second.
All week I've been meditating and sending healing vibes your way and will continue to do so until you are home and well. Keep fighting Chickie as you are a part of my heart/life and love Sis. What I want to see from you now is that ole Hula Girl fiestyness. You Rock Girl!