I should have gone to my dentist, many times more than I have, much longer ago than I started, and had things done that could, no
would have kept me from being in as bad of a situation I'm in now,
BUT
Even through my ups and downs of "coverage" including some kind of "dental" coverage, what reached my mind through all of the...
Deductibles
Exclusions
Co-Pays
Minimums
and never seeming to have the money "to spare", I just didn't go unless I had pain so bad I had to go or I may have suffered more than the inability to eat and/or loss of the tooth (teeth). I'm also burned out on having teeth pried on and pulled on, from (oh the irony!) having had braces on ALL of my teeth as a teenager. The "irony" is the money my dear, loving grandmother paid so I could "have good teeth" as I got older and, well, old, so I wouldn't have the problems she did as she grew old.
There wasn't really any sane way around the braces to begin with, because I had a lower tooth in the area of my upper canines come in 90° sideways.
So lack of funds, and to some degree irresponsibility (I admit it) and so on and here I am at my recent visit.
This example alone just makes my resistance to go again that much stronger.
I had the rearmost lower tooth, RH side start to hurt with cold sensitivity. Then cold and hot, then pressure sensitivity to where I couldn't chew on it. I knew it had to be getting an infection, and I also know those kind of infections can KILL you.
So I call my dentist friend (we became friends over 15 years ago when I did A/V work for him and his family...good people). I have to say that he is a good dentist with a solid practice, so he knows what he's doing. The way he treats his patients is NOT like some doctors/dentists, he is a "regular guy" and doesn't carry the aire of some docs like they descended from Mount Olympus in order to grace us mere mortals with their omniscient brilliance and skills.
He looks at it, takes a few X-rays, writes a script for a week's worth of antibiotics (a must before any procedure, to prevent a potential flood of bacteria, and it reduces swelling, thus alleviating pain). I go back, and we agree to do a....
ROOT CANAL!
Well, I have certainly heard of them, mostly in a humorous context, as one of the most unpleasant yet not uncommon shared human experiences.
Well, now I know why a "root canal" procedure is so loathed, and mine was worse than "normal". As the dentist was using these different size teeny round flexible files to ream out any tissue, basically anything that was nerve and blood carrying, leaving only what I'd call "hard tooth", and this has to be done for each root (4 in this tooth) the crack in the tooth that ran through the middle of it front to back, became a variable in the question of this being a successful procedure. The flex files were getting "sidetracked" out of the root channel and into the crack. Also one of the tips of a file got snagged and the tip got broken off at the jaw end (bottom) of one root channel. I could see the teeny tip in a X-ray, but not to worry as it is made of titanium and is basically inert.
So it took TWO visits to complete the root canal, and as an added bonus, and I'm one who is an advocate for "painless" dentistry, the 2nd trip he hit some major nerve on the outside of my jaw with the novacaine needle, which felt like it was hit with a drill bit, razor, and laser beam all at once. I yelled and it took all I had not to jump out of the chair or punch him in the head. He cleaned it out and then "plugged" the 4 new channels with some temporary filling.
A few days, almost 2 weeks or so go by and all is well. I'm chewing using that area I had been avoiding, and I was just thinking about when I'd be getting a permanent filling or cap. No pain at all...
Then, of all the things I had been eating it was Raisin Bran that put enough pressure on my tooth to either deepen/lengthen the crack or shift one half of the tooth enough to make some of the temporary filling break off and fall out. From that point until a few days later when I went back in, the inner half of the tooth got more and more loose.
YEP, after ALL THAT, I wound up having to have it PULLED anyway!