an evil demon called TOOTHACHE! *Sigh
Being on-call in hospital overnite with not a wink of sleep, very li’l to eat, and having to examine almost a continous flow of patients and work a full working day the next day was bad enough. Or so I thought. Let’s just say I barely survived one of the most horrendous horrifying nights in my entire life of 26yrs. Alrite, 25 1/3yrs!
I knew it was time to visit my dentist when I started noticing bits and pieces of my tooth falling onto my plate whilst I was munching on some lamb over lunch. That was 3mths ago. Instead, I merely laughed it off then, and even ‘exhibited’ my TOOTH BITS to my ever supportive Dad who was at the table. Being the loving father he is, he just looked at the bits, forced a smile and continued eating without saying a word. Of course being the disclipinarian prim & proper woman my Mom is, she warned me that if I display such ‘items’ at the table again whilst everyone’s eating, I’d be asked to sit outside our kitchen and eat with ….the cats!
Maybe it was that banana leaf meal that I had at 10pm last night. The chicken pieces there might not have been as tender as they should’ve / could’ve been. Errrmmm, yeah, I had chicken on Ash Wednesday. *grins
Ahh, who am I kidding? I knew this dreadful moment of having a ‘dental emergency’ in the wee hours of the morning might arise someday. I just didn’t think it would happen so soon….I tried everything under de moon from painkillers to gargling my mouth with ice-cold-water (don’t ask me why I did that….i was desperate to get the pain off!!). Then, it started radiating thru’ my head. Then, 1/2 my face became ‘numb’ for a moment. Then, it was positional and no matter what position i ATTEMPTED to sleep in, it didn’t work. What’s a helpless poor girl to do when faced with such tormenting excruciating pain? Cry of course! I cried and cried and cried and cried to my hear’t content. Robz felt so sad and he immediately called up the Operator who responsibly connected us to ’some dental clinic in KL town’. The damn phone rang and rang and rang. Obviously, it wasn’t 24/7, uhhh? Even thinking of the pain I went thru’ gets me shivering on this hot hot morning. I promised myself that I’ll do myself a favour and call up the Dental Clinic to make an apptointment this morning. I’d NEVER wanna go thru’ that episode for the rest of my life. Incidentally, just days ago, I read this article on NST that said that only barely 50% of M’sians visit their dentist twice a year. Obviously, I’m in the naughty 50 % group. Boy oh boy…did I suffer the massive consequences of my irresponsible actions. *Sigh
Time to call up my dentist and sit on that dreadful chair. I’ll keep this blog updated once I’m back from the dentist. Maybe he’d extract my tooth. Maybe he’d fill it up. Arrggghhhh, as long as that pain I went thru’ never comes back again! ………….
