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- Bo Bowen
I've had a tooth giving me warning signs for a couple of weeks so with the ROD event looming just a dozen day away I thought it best to get to the dentist to see what was going on. I worked last night and figured it best to try to get in at the dentist the first thing this morning. Of course, I didn't have time to eat nor did I really want to before people dig into my pie hole. The tooth had a crown on it so I thought, "oh great, here comes a root canal and of course they will destroy the crown when they try to take it off. Being a gold crown and situated half way down my throat, I felt pretty confident this crown was history.
Well, upon further review, this particular tooth already had a root canal performed on it. The problem was the root itself had split. Wonderful! The only remedy was for the dentist to stand on my face and pry bits and pieces of this $1500 former work of art out of my skull. Of course, after trying to fracture my skull, he gets all of it out to be staring at my nasal cavity. Good thing is the procedure is done in about an hour and I'm all stitched up, antibiotic'd up, pain pilled up, and gumming on that side for awhile. At least it won't be a threat for the Seattle game.
The neat part of it was they took four vials of my blood, spun them down to separate the platelets, and stuffed the crater in my skull with the goo to expedite healing. First time I've seen what my spun-down blood looks like. Hopefully, I can cheat my bad luck tonight as I try to go back to work.
Brush your teeth kiddies because the pain in your noggin and your wallet is substantial down the road!
Well, upon further review, this particular tooth already had a root canal performed on it. The problem was the root itself had split. Wonderful! The only remedy was for the dentist to stand on my face and pry bits and pieces of this $1500 former work of art out of my skull. Of course, after trying to fracture my skull, he gets all of it out to be staring at my nasal cavity. Good thing is the procedure is done in about an hour and I'm all stitched up, antibiotic'd up, pain pilled up, and gumming on that side for awhile. At least it won't be a threat for the Seattle game.
The neat part of it was they took four vials of my blood, spun them down to separate the platelets, and stuffed the crater in my skull with the goo to expedite healing. First time I've seen what my spun-down blood looks like. Hopefully, I can cheat my bad luck tonight as I try to go back to work.
Brush your teeth kiddies because the pain in your noggin and your wallet is substantial down the road!