A couple of weeks ago I had to go to the dentist to have a crown placed on one of my molars, and I have to do another on the other side in August. I have to tell you, I have been dreading this event since I first learned it needed to be done when we were still in Florida…it was a “you’re going to eventually need a crown there” kind of thing. The reason I have been dreading it is because I’ve had one done (in FL) and it was very unpleasant. I could still feel the grinding and it HURT. They gave me Novocaine but it did not work very well. So, I was extremely nervous about this second one…and the third still to come. SO much so that my hands were shaking and I thought I was going to be sick by the time I sat down in the chair. You would think after having two babies with no pain medication I could take dental work without a second thought. Not so, as it’s a different kind of pain and I guess not such a wonderful reward at the end…though I do value having healthy teeth, of course. 😉 As the doctor came in he asked me how I was doing. After a less than enthusiastic response (I’m sure he deals with that quite often from his patients) he assured me that he would do everything possible not to cause me pain and told me to let him know if at any time I felt pain. As he and his assistant began to work I could feel that my body was very tense. I kept expecting to feel pain and I couldn’t relax. After a bit my elbow began to hurt, I guess just from lying still and putting pressure on it from the way I was positioned. The dentist saw me moving it around and guessed my problem, so he got a pillow for my arm. Later, still pain-free in my mouth, he saw me moving my head. The back of my head was getting sore from pressure as well….it’s strange but I guess I don’t lie still on firm surfaces; not really something I would think would be a problem. Anyway, they then got me a pillow for my head. Such great service! 😉 In the midst of this I was thinking about various things, expecting at any moment to feel like I had before…I kept wondering if they were almost done, etc. Eventually, I began to relax and started thinking about how I would blog about this…the ‘royal’ treatment, the lack of pain, the kindness of both the dentist and his assistant. After about two hours we were finished….I made it through the entire thing with no pain at all and I am so thankful! What a difference there is when pain medications work and things can get done that need to be done with as little discomfort as possible….
I came home and went about my day as usual. The only thing I really had to deal with was a numb face for a few hours, and a little soreness in my jaw and in the tooth they worked on. About 6 p.m. I was sitting feeding Emma when the phone rang. Who could it be? Usually Karl calls once he’s leaving work so I assumed it would be him. However, it was a number I did not recognize. I answered to hear my dentist, him personally not a receptionist, asking me how I was doing! He just wanted to call to make sure everything was fine and that I wasn’t feeling any unusual pain. I think I was in shock for a while. I have never had such personal service from any provider once I’ve left their office and I am very impressed with the care I received. Karl and I joked later that I better receive high quality, personal service because of how expensive they are…but seriously, it was really nice. I am no longer dreading my visit back there in August. And I am willing to refer anyone who may need a dentist locally.