Had no idea

I had no idea that the dental drama could get any worse until it did. I finally made it into the dentist...who was fabulous with me because I'm Nicole's mom...but then he had to refer me to a specialist. The dentist literally walked me to the specialist's office and asked them to take super good care of me because he knew my daughter (so having kids can pay off some days?) The specialists were wonderful and fit me into an already packed schedule but then that's where the trouble started plus my pain pills were starting to wear off and it's not like you can say...hold it...I have to take more pain pills (from two years ago) when you are sitting in the chair. The biggest problem was that no one could figure out where the pain was coming from (other than my mouth and jaw) so everyone had to poke, prod, and tap everything. None of this hurt until around 7 o'clock at night after I was home!!!!! The x rays are taken on the computer now and the dental assistants were having trouble fitting the camera in my mouth so I ended up with 3 assistants taking turns taking x rays. At this point the tears started silently rolling down the sides of my cheeks. Bottom line is that I am set up for oral surgery on Monday morning. It appears that the tooth that I had a root canal done on two years ago is reinfected. It didn't really show up on the xray because the actual root canal looks good. It's an infection between the roots...this is not good! If the tooth is cracked then they will have to pull it and I'll be looking at a tooth implant. It was hard to diagnose because it was putting pressure on the side of the jaw and not on the tooth itself. Oh lucky me! I was sent home with prescriptions for antibiotics and pain pills and an appointment to come back on Monday. What I couldn't believe is that around 7 pm the pain set in and it was one of the worse pains I have ever had. It sort of took the 1 to 10 pain chart to a new level! You know those little face picture charts to indicate pain...well...mine was this little face with the wiry hair poking out everywhere with the mouth wide open, the eyes wide open and the hands pulling the hair from the head. Not very zen... of feeling and going through the pain. I was ready to have Dan get a pair of pliers and just pull the sucker! I survived the night and now I'm a little afraid to be tooo far away from my pain pills and antibiotics...but the dentist promised that by Wednesday most of the pain would be gone. Sooooooo..... I will have surgery on Monday and go to Connie's graduation on Thursday in Ohio. Great...I'll be the swollen bruised one in the pictures. Looks like it's a great excuse to eat all of the cake I want!....maybe even drink on the plane!