Once again, I am giving up on trying to sleep.
Having dozed off multiple times, only to be re-awakened by the nagging pain… and/or from the dripping of ice melting down the side of my face… I just can’t take it anymore.
It’s another dental work gone doubly wrong.
The result of the over ambitious young’un who decided to drill so close to my pulp when filling with amalgam…= development of an abscessed tooth. Once again, a situation of neglect and failure to listen when I reported having abnormal sensations and pains on my lower right gum/jaw… being told “oh, these things take a while to heal”… rather than investigating the source.
Found out 13 days ago, that the tooth now needed a root canal. But to make all this worse… after being in tears on the plane ride to Denver… after nights…just like this one… of waking up at 2 or 3 am… or not being able to sleep till such odd hours despite popping several hundred milligrams of ibuprofen… It appears the root canal was not done properly. SMH.
What is it going to take to get the right care? How many times must I be crippled with this suffering?
I have taken Percocet and at least 2000 mg of ibuprofen…I have gone through 3 wrappings of ice to help sooth… and when I finally felt the sweetness of sleep hit me… the stabbing became unbearable…sigh.
The response of the endodontist when I had him paged today…
Endo: “Does it hurt when you bite down?”
Endo: “Don’t you normally take a while to heal?”
Me: “No, this is different.. the pain is getting worse daily”
Endo: “So you feel pain when you bite down?”
Me: “Yes… it’s really painful.. it typically starts off feeling sore and uncomfortable, achy… then becomes a throbbing pain… progressively spreads through my lower jaw… then my inner ear.. then the temple of my head etc..”
Endo: “Hm. Maybe some tissue got left in there… so do you have more pills or you want me to call in some more for you?”
Me: “I’m sure I have some but I just…”
Endo: “Is your face swollen?”
Me: “Umm.. I don’t know.. doesn’t seem…”
Endo: “Well, do you want me to call in more or you got enough to wait till monday?”
Me: “I have enough..”
Endo: “Okay well I’ll get you in at 7:30 am monday and we will fix the problem… be there on time.. I’m coming in early for you..(etc)
Me: “I’ll be on time..”
As I get off the phone… all I can think is…seriously? Because my face hasn’t blown up.. and I have enough prescribed pain pills.. I must continue to suffer till it’s convenient? And coming in early for me?… My original appointment was 8 am anyway… so how much earlier is 30 minutes? SMH.
There was a time, when people in medical fields actual cared about their patients well-being. Am I missing something?