I clapped for the dentist today.
|Positively medieval these root canal instruments.|
No, more specifically, I applauded when the endodontist I was seeing for a root canal re-do told me that my tooth had no cracks in it. He had started off our young acquaintance by suggesting that my toothful troubles probably related to deep root cracks that could only be addressed by extracting said tooth.
I nearly cried in his chair.
So, 45 minutes later, mouth numb, rubber dam and bite guard impeding my ability to speak, I just clapped at the news that for once, my tooth wasn't a worse-case scenario. And then I nearly cried again, this time from relief.
Strange to think that the root canal re-do I've been dreading--thank you hidden canals my regular dentist could not see--actually seems like a major blessing.
So there. I'm grateful for a root canal. Who would have thought?
Other tooth-related posts:
Tooth freedom: Invisalign pros and cons
Help, I have tooth nubs now
Invisalign lifestyle issues
Conveniently spaced appointments rock
The joys of public teeth brushing and discovering the Colgate "Wisp"
The teeth shaving terror that wasn't
Mid-course corrections and tooth nub removal
When impatience trumps vanity
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