i remember that experience well. the two bottom ones were the problem so i went in and sat in the chair and got the numbing shot. after a few minutes, the guy comes in , sees that things are numb, and says, 'are you ready?', and i say, 'yeah, go ahead". from below my limit of vision he raises a hammer and chisel(i think, omg), lines things up and gives three quick hits, then three more, then three more and more. stuff is splattering around and it's beginning to hurt for real and sweat is coming down my face(i'm thinking, this is the state of dental "science' in 1970-a hammer and chisel?). then it's over and the debris is being sucked up and i'm gathering myself up and out the door . figured i'd wait till i got home to take the codeine they grudgingly handed out-big mistake; get on top of the pain, don't try to catch up w/it. pulled bits of tooth out of my mouth for weeks, but was glad to be done w/the aggravation of impacted wisdom teeth and glad the guy didn't fool around-he used the right tool for the job and got it done. my brother had to get up out of the chair-mid procedure- and drive 5 miles to a dental surgeon's office to complete his deal. nowadays, things are better; i had a bone spur chiseled out of the roof of my mouth a few years ago and had the sleep thing they do and i didn't feel or know a thing. do the right thing w/the post op care and stuff should be ok.
Good god almighty!
When I made the appointment with the oral surgeon through my regular dentist, I told him I wanted a local anesthetic. When I met with the oral surgeon for my consultation, he's looking at the paperwork and he asked me: "What's this crap about you wanting a local?". I told him I'd heard about how sick you can get after a general. He said: "You're hearing old tapes, the stuff we use now is much better. You won't have any problems. Besides, trust me, you don't want to be awake while I'm standing on your chest, slamming your head back and forth, and smoke coming out of your mouth from me sawing your teeth into slices so I can get them out.".
Ow. So, I opted for the general. Smart move on my part.
So we're getting all set up, he's got a hypo in my arm and he's resting his hand on it. The nurse is bustling around behind him with the cart with all the steel implements of death on it, and the doc asks me if I can feel anything yet. I said not really, but I could tell that I needed to pay attention to make my words come out ok.
Then the nurse leaned over and asked me if I was ready to sit up.
Two hours of my life, gone in a heartbeat!! I never felt a thing, never knew a thing. After an hour or so to recover, the doc gives me my instructions, complete with a finger pointed straight at my nose:
"Listen up!!! This is your prescription for the pain medication. You will go straight from here to a drugstore, you will get this prescription filled, you will go straight home, and you will take your first dose. Got it? If you don't take the first dose right away, but instead you wait until it starts to hurt and then take it, by the time it starts to work you're going to be in a world of ****. Got it?".
Yessir, yessir, got it. I love medical people who don't beat around the bush.:yes: He also told me to get some ice packs so I could put them on the outside of my jaws. So, I got the drugs, went home and took the first one, and took a nap with the ice bags on my jaws. Took them on the required schedule for the next day, and by the end of that day I felt so good I just switched to aspirin, and that was the end of it.
Never a hint of pain, no discomfort, no problems at all. Yes, the rinsing is a bit of a mess for the first day, but you really have to do it. He also told me to stick with soft foods for a full week. "And NO TORTILLA CHIPS!! GOT IT??".
Yessir, yessir, got it.
Two were impacted and the dentist drilled a big hole in them then screwed this deal into the hole to break them up so he could dig out the pieces. After everything was done he asked if I was ok to stand up and I said sure. When I did I passed plum out.
I got a second opinion at KU med, from an old heart doctor with a gray beard.:yes: He said the infection had been killed by the antibiotics I had been injecting in myself for 6 weeks, and what the other doc was taking for infection was only scar tissue from where the infection had been. Endocarditis is what they call it, and it's easy to get from dental infections.