The death of my wisdom tooth
If you ask me what am I frightened of the most or what is it that make me lose my nerve, it is A DENTIST (All the dentists out here please forgive me). Yeah you heard it right. I am dead frightened to consult one. From school onwards I was a regular visitor. I had some of my teeth filled or RCTed. Also I had put on the plain clip and braces since my teeth were too interested to be in an inclined position rather than being straight L So when I started getting pain from my upper molar I popped a pain killer and treated it thus. I had completely forgotten about it and one day ‘papdi chat’ reminded me that I have a tooth to get treated. A piece of my molar came out while I was blissfully chewing on my chaat. Since I was working away from my home I decided to get it treated once I come back. Again I forgot about it completely and the molar itself started reminding me with pain once in a while. Thus my DH took an appointment with his dentist here and dragged me along. Unless someone drags me to a dentist I won’t meet one. I, DH, FIL all the 3 of us had an appointment. Doc complimented my DH for taking good care of his teeth and said just a cleaning is required. (The people whom I am most envious to are those with healthy teeth with all those 32intact
). FIL had to go an RCT and was given an appointment sometime later. Then he called me and was too happy to see my mouth. Soon he gave me the nick name “Dentist’s delight” 
and said me once am treated he is gonna plan his vacation!!!! This will let you people know the pathetic condition of my teeth. After examining he referred me to another doc and she did a filling for my lower molar and took x-rays of my upper molars. Thus came to know my rcts are intact only crowning is to be done. And the tooth which was giving me pain was the wisdom tooth. So the culprit had to be removed and gave me an appointment on Wednesday for the same.
After reading about wisdom tooth extraction from sites, which mentioned stitches, jaw bone cutting etc I was dead against removing it. But with the support of my dear friends here and my loving DH I pulled myself and went for the appointment with DH. Throughout the travel I was silent, which is very unlike of me, and DH understood I am still tensed. He tried consoling me saying so many things, still I was apprehensive. The only joy I had was that I have to eat ice cream once extraction is done. We had to wait a few minutes outside, and my DH was jovially reading papers and passing comments whereas I was there sitting tensed like anything. ”aarkko pranavedana verarkko veenavayana” there is some such saying in Malayalam. THE moment came and doc called me inside, the asst. has kept everything ready – a syringe, a checking mirror and a thick stem kinda thing (I am unaware of the so-so names they use to call these). The waiting there really must have shot up my heart rate to at least 120/minute, especially the syringe which was placed just in front of me. Finally doc came and asked me to open the mouth by taking syringe in his hands……….ttto and all the tensions and fear I had came out in the form of tears. Yeah I started crying
. My DH was embarrassed, though I have warned him I might cry he hadn’t took it this serious and held my hand consoling me. Doc and asst. was consoling me too. I didn’t want an injection to get done. But since he wanted his roof to remain intact and his other patients still to remain his patients he insisted me to get local anesthesia through injection. By 10 minutes or so I was feeling like someone had slapped me on the face and I have lost my senses. No sooner he came and took that thick stem like thing and gave knock from outside and inside of tooth, that’s it. The tooth came out. He showed it to me after wiping of the blood and holding it in cotton, as a gynae will show a mother her kid after a delivery. There lied the culprit who made me pass through all the pain and embarrassment with an innocent face
(the face is blackened though due to the cavity). I wished to take it home but before I opened my mouth doc threw it away. Ah! Thus went my wisdom tooth, which had painfully come down when I was 18 with the hope of assisting my chewing.
). FIL had to go an RCT and was given an appointment sometime later. Then he called me and was too happy to see my mouth. Soon he gave me the nick name “Dentist’s delight” and said me once am treated he is gonna plan his vacation!!!! This will let you people know the pathetic condition of my teeth. After examining he referred me to another doc and she did a filling for my lower molar and took x-rays of my upper molars. Thus came to know my rcts are intact only crowning is to be done. And the tooth which was giving me pain was the wisdom tooth. So the culprit had to be removed and gave me an appointment on Wednesday for the same.After reading about wisdom tooth extraction from sites, which mentioned stitches, jaw bone cutting etc I was dead against removing it. But with the support of my dear friends here and my loving DH I pulled myself and went for the appointment with DH. Throughout the travel I was silent, which is very unlike of me, and DH understood I am still tensed. He tried consoling me saying so many things, still I was apprehensive. The only joy I had was that I have to eat ice cream once extraction is done. We had to wait a few minutes outside, and my DH was jovially reading papers and passing comments whereas I was there sitting tensed like anything. ”aarkko pranavedana verarkko veenavayana” there is some such saying in Malayalam. THE moment came and doc called me inside, the asst. has kept everything ready – a syringe, a checking mirror and a thick stem kinda thing (I am unaware of the so-so names they use to call these). The waiting there really must have shot up my heart rate to at least 120/minute, especially the syringe which was placed just in front of me. Finally doc came and asked me to open the mouth by taking syringe in his hands……….ttto and all the tensions and fear I had came out in the form of tears. Yeah I started crying
. My DH was embarrassed, though I have warned him I might cry he hadn’t took it this serious and held my hand consoling me. Doc and asst. was consoling me too. I didn’t want an injection to get done. But since he wanted his roof to remain intact and his other patients still to remain his patients he insisted me to get local anesthesia through injection. By 10 minutes or so I was feeling like someone had slapped me on the face and I have lost my senses. No sooner he came and took that thick stem like thing and gave knock from outside and inside of tooth, that’s it. The tooth came out. He showed it to me after wiping of the blood and holding it in cotton, as a gynae will show a mother her kid after a delivery. There lied the culprit who made me pass through all the pain and embarrassment with an innocent face (the face is blackened though due to the cavity). I wished to take it home but before I opened my mouth doc threw it away. Ah! Thus went my wisdom tooth, which had painfully come down when I was 18 with the hope of assisting my chewing. 
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Ami,
That was a great blog. I am still smiling after reading your blog. You have written it so well and its so funny that it leaves a smile in everybody's lips who read it. Good Job!!!Posted 15th October 2009 at 04:42 PM by mom2vivi
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Dear m2v you just made my day with these lovely comments,thank you:)Posted 15th October 2009 at 11:05 PM by amihere -
Ami, very very nice narration. like mom2vivi, i am also typing this with smiled face.Posted 27th October 2009 at 07:57 PM by Shijiskumar - Shiji dear thanks for the comment:)Posted 27th October 2009 at 10:21 PM by amihere
