The Tooth

I went to see the locum dentist at 9AM this morning; a lovely, older gent named Rod. He took a couple of x-rays, but there were no cracks, gaps, chips or any kind. And from where the gum was hurting this morning, he suspects it's possibly an upper left wisdom tooth.

Which raises an interesting question. In my junior year in college, one Friday afternoon, I had a headache, which by Saturday grew into a blinding one, hurting my arm, neck, and shoulder, and I couldn't open my mouth, and I knew it was a tooth problem. So I went in first thing Monday morning, and could have had it taken out right there had I not eaten (milkshake and yogurt) that morning, but since I had, I was booked for 1PM Tuesday.

Fast forward a few years. When you have one wisdom tooth taken out, you're supposed to get the other one taken out so your teeth don't start leaning towards the gap. I had this done six months later, which turned out to be far more painful than the first. These were the bottom ones.

Now I swear, a few years later, I had the top two taken out as well, which turned out to be not so bad. But today, Rod said I still have both of my top one, but according to Paul's records, I don't. We'll find out what the truth is when Paul gets back next week.

Meanwhile, I'm on antibiotics and codeine.