Tooth!

A sneeze finally dislodged my crown, it is sort of hanging on, but would go at the first bite of any food. However I am still not able to open my mouth properly. I have drunk far too many cups of tomato soup, but I ate some porridge off the side of a spoon, so at least I have a lining to my stomach.

I can't swallow tablets, and haven't managed to get some soluble ibuprofen (which is probably what I need) but I could probably manage alcohol.... Best not.

Little bear has been fair to middling monstrous about chocolate today. Once again I have not given him all the eggs he has for Easter. They will be rationed out. He is still a little under the weather - he had an unheard of afternoon nap (unheard of until this latest do) and asked for bedtime at 6pm. I am about to go up and join the fray.

Really tempted by alcohol, but I can't see it going well, especially as small quantities of porridge and custard are the most solid linings to my tummy. I'll stick to Ovaltine. At this rate I won't even get the benefit of losing weight!

Little bear is sounding ready to sleep - I hope he is okay to meet his 'girlfriend' on Tuesday.

Glass half empty

My jaw has locked. It has happened before, and resolved itself, and I hope it resolves itself again or I will have an interesting time trying to get to Drs etc.

Basically I can talk (just) and I can drink, but I can't lick my lips and I don't even want to think about eating. It hurts as well. And of course I can't open wide to get the loose crown fixed that is driving me nuts and feels like it is about to fall out.

This is the loose crown that originally I didn't know I had, and that the new dentist has made iffy murmurs about the post and I think when I do get to the dentist (about a fortnight before my scheduled appointment) it will need to be re-done (if that is possible).

Little bear has been slightly monster as well. He wants his daddy. I am sorely tempted to dig OH out of his pit and take his place. I am trying to find a glass half full moment. At least I am likely to lose weight.

Still Grumpy

I'm finding more bruises from the dentists. Also I can't open my mouth wide. I am currently putting it down to bruising and strain. I am scared of complaining. Besides, I don't know what happened. I was out to it. I just feel so fed up. All I know at the end of it I was a mess, humiliated and bruised.

I am also fretting myself in to bits about evil cat, she is looking even more under the weather. However she is tactically sitting, grooming and shedding where I normally put my head to sleep and I am confident that is deliberate - so that is a good sign. She ate a tablespoon of chicken paste, and seemed happy with that. I am surprised her purr didn't shake loose the roof tiles!

Also, six hours in the slow cooker and the stew came out nearly raw. So much for a home cooked tea.

More dentist

The tooth next to the one dealt with is really wobbly, and all the side and back of my tshirt is drenched, really soaked.

I feel so upset, as I don't know what happened, but I think that it wasn't good.

Not a sunny bunny today.

Dentist

I am not sure what happened. They couldn't find a vein so I had gas and air. My hands are covered in plasters and smears of blood. I feel really sick and battered. The tooth that they wanted to fill, the one that only started giving trouble after the last bout with the crown, has been chipped and my mouth feels full of debris.

TMI - do not read if squeamish - my girlie bits are being quiet enthusiastic for that time of the month, so I was well padded. However I seem to remember choking and I had wet myself all the way through. I felt so humiliated.

I am never going back there again, I just feel so awful.

I hate Dentists

I have dental phobia. It doesn't help.

I lost the crown so went today to the dentist. Apparently the pin needs to be re-done, so I am walking around until 10th August with a piece of wire sticking out of my gum.

I also apparently need work doing on a filling - a filling that started becoming loose when they did the crown. I suspect that they leant on the filling while doing the work.

I said I could only afford the crown (mainly because I need to stop the wire sticking into my lips, I can cope with toothache). So the dental technician explained to the receptionist that I was only going to have the crown done. Not only did she clearly explain this to the receptionist but it was also written on the notes.

So the receptionist gave me a form to sign which showed me having a further £500 of work on top. I had to be stroppy to get her to write me up for the correct amount. They have messed me about so much so many times.

After the treatment for the crown (which I have signed that I will pay for, so will go through with gritted and deteriorating teeth), I shall name and shame the practice, and I shall also be looking for somewhere else to sort out the filling.

And I did around £30 of comfort shopping as well - microwave rice which is incredibly useful when dealing with a stroppy little bear, some books for him and a puzzle thingy for darling father. I resent that almost as much.