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Birthdays and the weather tooth
Dec. 4th, 2014 08:36 pmIt's been an eventful week(ish). I was going to write sooner about my birthday, but I wanted to wait until a couple of things resolved themselves first, and now they have, and how!
First things first: the toothache. The day after my last post I began to get a toothache. I occasionally get aches in this tooth, and they usually go away in a day or two, but this one got worse. I have not been to the dentist for about 15 years, as I had some unpleasant experiences when I was younger and do not like dentists much as a result. On the whole my teeth are pretty good (the ones I have left - long story), or so I thought, apart from the occasional niggle from this one tooth. Well, I began to think the obvious - this tooth had been slowly rotting away over time, and due to my refusal to front up in the dentist chair I was now going to need major work (can you all say 'root canal'?). By Thursday, the day before my birthday, I was convinced that I was going to need a root canal on my birthday. The pain in the tooth was radiating up into the cheekbone. It was all doom and gloom.
Fortunately, by that evening it seemed to be turning a bit of a corner, so when I woke up on the birthday itself I decided I could muddle through feeling a bit uncomfortable but not too bad. I did make a dental appointment though - for yesterday (the following Wednesday).
The birthday actually was really lovely. I had a sleep in, and then a bath, and then Andy took me up to Gawler, where my main birthday present was waiting. We had lunch at the new 'French' restaurant in Gawler ('Provencale - it's a little bit French'). The food there is actually quite pleasant, but it is at best Frenchish, and the French names for menu items are misspelled! Then we came back home so Andy could get the kids from school, and I could play Skyrim for a bit. At this point Andy revealed to me that at 6pm a limo was coming and it was going to take me, him, Erin and his parents to Windy Point for dinner at the Starlight Room. Nice.
Then at 5pm came the real surprise - my parents walked in the door. I had an inkling Andy had invited them, but I assumed they weren't coming because they had gone to England on account of Gran. I knew they were flying back on the 26th, but I thought logistically it was pretty much out of the question. But they had gotten straight off a flight from the UK onto a flight to Adelaide, and arrived in the nick of time. So we all got tizzied up and went out and had a very very lovely dinner.
My parents stayed for the rest of the weekend, and went home on Monday.
As for me, I muddled through until Wednesday, gargling lots of mouthwash (I hate mouthwash) as that seemed to be helping. Then I went to the dentist, steeling myself for the bad news, and wondering how I was going to fit all this dental surgery in around my travel.
Well, I walked out of the dentist as high as a kite, and it was nothing to do with Novocaine. There is nothing wrong with my teeth. In fact, all my teeth are solid as rocks and cavity free. However, the tooth in question has its roots going up into the sinus. The dentist asked me if I had a cold recently. 'No,' says I, 'but oh, the hayfever!'.
So all this time I have been wondering about the niggles in that tooth, it was not slowly creeping tooth decay, but changes in pressure in my sinuses. In effect I have a weather tooth.
That done I floated off to the doctor's to get the results of my latest set of blood tests and some X-rays. A couple of months ago when I stopped getting about in my ankle strap all the time, not to mention socks and winter shoes, I noticed a painless, bony lump on the side of my foot. I pointed it out to the doctor and she suggested an X-ray. It turned out that this was also nothing - or rather, it seems to be a normal part of the bones in my foot not any kind of growth or spur. Which is odd, because it wasn't there before. I suspect the ankle injury may have something to do with it.
So, all in all, it seems I am functioning normally (for me) but I am just weird. But then you all knew that already ;-)
First things first: the toothache. The day after my last post I began to get a toothache. I occasionally get aches in this tooth, and they usually go away in a day or two, but this one got worse. I have not been to the dentist for about 15 years, as I had some unpleasant experiences when I was younger and do not like dentists much as a result. On the whole my teeth are pretty good (the ones I have left - long story), or so I thought, apart from the occasional niggle from this one tooth. Well, I began to think the obvious - this tooth had been slowly rotting away over time, and due to my refusal to front up in the dentist chair I was now going to need major work (can you all say 'root canal'?). By Thursday, the day before my birthday, I was convinced that I was going to need a root canal on my birthday. The pain in the tooth was radiating up into the cheekbone. It was all doom and gloom.
Fortunately, by that evening it seemed to be turning a bit of a corner, so when I woke up on the birthday itself I decided I could muddle through feeling a bit uncomfortable but not too bad. I did make a dental appointment though - for yesterday (the following Wednesday).
The birthday actually was really lovely. I had a sleep in, and then a bath, and then Andy took me up to Gawler, where my main birthday present was waiting. We had lunch at the new 'French' restaurant in Gawler ('Provencale - it's a little bit French'). The food there is actually quite pleasant, but it is at best Frenchish, and the French names for menu items are misspelled! Then we came back home so Andy could get the kids from school, and I could play Skyrim for a bit. At this point Andy revealed to me that at 6pm a limo was coming and it was going to take me, him, Erin and his parents to Windy Point for dinner at the Starlight Room. Nice.
Then at 5pm came the real surprise - my parents walked in the door. I had an inkling Andy had invited them, but I assumed they weren't coming because they had gone to England on account of Gran. I knew they were flying back on the 26th, but I thought logistically it was pretty much out of the question. But they had gotten straight off a flight from the UK onto a flight to Adelaide, and arrived in the nick of time. So we all got tizzied up and went out and had a very very lovely dinner.
My parents stayed for the rest of the weekend, and went home on Monday.
As for me, I muddled through until Wednesday, gargling lots of mouthwash (I hate mouthwash) as that seemed to be helping. Then I went to the dentist, steeling myself for the bad news, and wondering how I was going to fit all this dental surgery in around my travel.
Well, I walked out of the dentist as high as a kite, and it was nothing to do with Novocaine. There is nothing wrong with my teeth. In fact, all my teeth are solid as rocks and cavity free. However, the tooth in question has its roots going up into the sinus. The dentist asked me if I had a cold recently. 'No,' says I, 'but oh, the hayfever!'.
So all this time I have been wondering about the niggles in that tooth, it was not slowly creeping tooth decay, but changes in pressure in my sinuses. In effect I have a weather tooth.
That done I floated off to the doctor's to get the results of my latest set of blood tests and some X-rays. A couple of months ago when I stopped getting about in my ankle strap all the time, not to mention socks and winter shoes, I noticed a painless, bony lump on the side of my foot. I pointed it out to the doctor and she suggested an X-ray. It turned out that this was also nothing - or rather, it seems to be a normal part of the bones in my foot not any kind of growth or spur. Which is odd, because it wasn't there before. I suspect the ankle injury may have something to do with it.
So, all in all, it seems I am functioning normally (for me) but I am just weird. But then you all knew that already ;-)
