What a trip!

Had a root canal yesterday and tripped out on nitrus. Whooooo. After using this gas for decades, yesterday was the first, and hopefully only time, I got too much. The doctor definitely earned his keep — responded quickly and I’m fine. Come to find out, the tooth has three roots and is fractured. Crap!

I hope we made the right decision to complete the canal and not pull the tooth. Time will tell; but, I can’t imagine going through that again.

I’ll go to my regular dentist, Dr. Jason Martin in Locust, in about three weeks and we’ll decide what’s next. This is no reflection on the gentleman who did the root canal, Dr. Matt Campbell in Monroe. I have complete faith in his skills. After we got the gas regulated I enjoyed watching him look through his microscope scraping out the bacteria from my tooth. What a trip!

Would you believe Matt was humming while drilling in my mouth. This has got to be a sign that the man loves his work — and 80’s music. What a trip!

Yes, his name is Matt, for now. Anyone who spends that much time in my mouth is on a first named basis with me, whether he likes it or not.

My first root canal was about fifty years ago and, without a doubt, technology and science have changed. My first dentist, Dr. Dan Cozart of Houston, didn’t use a microscope to view his work. Nope, just those itty bitty bits. (My husband has some bits that small in his workshop but I imagine today’s bits are even smaller.)

I could go on but that’s enough remembering about a root canal.

 

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