Well, I think we can start with appropriate pain medication.

Booze is a great pain medication and antimicrobial all in one. Nature's gifts are the finest.

Just cancel PT, I can see the future.

Otherwise, I'm sorry about ur teefs.

If it was me I'd be seriously considering the old Vermont dental solution; pull 'em all and full dentures. I knew a number of teens and early 20s who'd had that done. More because of economic hardship than bad teeth.

I think it was someone here, wasn't it, who had the story about the dentist who wouldn't pull the last couple of leftover teeth, so the person went home, ripped them out with pliers, then came back to the dentist and said, "NOW give me dentures, dammit." Or was that a story from one of my dad's crazy friends?

I'll go with DAD'S CRAZY FRIENDS for $500

Well, here's how the dental thing went.

"If you want sedation it'll be about 7 weeks before we have an appointment open."

"Go ahead and use the Valium you have with, I'm sure it'll be okay." So I did. It wasn't enough. Had a HUGE panic attack. They did NOT wait for it to be over before starting.

"Oh, you're fine. We'll just numb you up and it'll all be over." (4 HUGE painful shots, 2 into the gums; I nearly broke my neighbor's hand squeezing on it. And he has big hands, where I wore a size 4.5 wedding band last I was married.)

"Your pain contract says you can be prescribed incidental pain relief by other doctors so long as you don't double up with your regular meds AND you notify your MD for a follow-up? That's not how pain contracts are written. I call bullshit." (Last line is a VERBATIM QUOTE from the fucking SURGEON.) So NO PAIN MEDS AT ALL.

"Our injectable anesthetic is great--you won't feel your face until morning." It wore off 20 minutes after the extraction, 40 minutes from home where all the pain meds were. It was a great ride home on icy roads!

Plan #1: No choice about cancelling my pool time for today, as the aftercare clearly states it will be Monday before I'm allowed to elevate my heart rate again.

Plan #2: I'm calling my doc's office in half an hour when they open to ask what it will take to get a copy of my pain contract. I believe the surgeon is wrong about how it's written, and if he is I'm taking a picture of the relevant passages and emailing it to their office!

Plan #3: An hour after that when my dentist's office opens I'm calling them and telling them to NEVER refer me to that surgeon again. He cannot POSSIBLY be the only one in a college town of over 100K who takes fucking Medicaid.

Plan #4: I already HAVE an appointment with my MD tomorrow, at which I will detail out how the surgeon assured me with 100% confidence that no harm could come of doubling up on the regular pain meds I can only have 30 of a month--not according to my MD, according to my insurance!

footfootfoot: Dentures are not an option. I have the kind of TMJ that continuously changes the shape of my lower jaw, so even my 3-year-old partial no longer sits right or allows my mouth to close completely. Medicaid will pay for one set of dentures every TEN YEARS. And as long as the remaining 8 teeth on my lower jaw are "reasonably" healthy, my insurance will NOT pay to have them extracted. 2 are crowns that would require surgical extraction as well.

Wow, that whole ordeal sounds abusive. What is a pain contract? I've never heard of one. The surgeon sounds like a prick who wasn't listening to you or your needs. I'm sorry you had such a shitty experience.

I can only imagine what medicaid will be like after Trump takes office.

What Feet said.



ETA: Here is an example of a pain contract/pain treatment agreement:

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From here.

About that font: All those Ls are Ts. Except for the ones that are Ls.

sometimes, I feel like, I don't know... my feelings of Fuck. It. All. are only barely contained by a soap-bubble of control. or maybe it's just seasonal depression ennui. short tempered, cheerless, why bother? nevemind, I don't really care. I can't find any good.

it sucks.

My pain contract is a lot less restrictive than most, but now that it's been used to deny me emergency care twice in three weeks, I'll be talking to my doc about how absolutely necessary it is--and I'm getting a copy to carry with me. Mine pretty much amounts to "Be honest and don't get hooked". The biggest clause I deal with is "if you go to an ER or have emergency treatment by a specialist, follow up with your MD whether or not pain meds were involved."

My followup after the (unladylike words here) dental surgeon is in just about 2 and a half hours.

BigV, long nights and cold temperatures can really mess with the human psyche. That's why Norwegian Black Metal is so...Norwegian, is my theory. My sweetie HATES winter. He gets restless, paces around the house, has trouble focusing, and gets what passes for short-tempered in his case (which isn't much; he is a gentle soul).

footfootfoot said:
Wow, that whole ordeal sounds abusive. What is a pain contract? I've never heard of one. The surgeon sounds like a prick who wasn't listening to you or your needs. I'm sorry you had such a shitty experience.

Well, I've reported back to my regular dentist that said abusive prick insulted my regular dentist (2nd generation of a family practice--his dad used to fix my teeth until he retired and the son took over), and I don't think that's gonna go over well.

As for the ER doc who saw me on Black Friday when I had 2 in-the-bone dental abscesses and who yelled at me for asking for help with pain because my normal pain meds (which are pretty mild, really) weren't touching it, he's being investigated by the hospital for that stunt and for sending me home without even antibiotics. My neighbor was with me the whole time (gee, now why would I be insisting more and more on having a witness at any medical situation NOT involving my regular doc & dentist?) and the person in charge of the investigation has his name and number. He's said he will be MORE than happy to tell them what a d*ck the ER doc was.

If you don't get satisfaction I'm sure the cellar can make a google search of the doc show your description of his treatment a first page result. UT can explain.

True and still more effective than a bad Yelp review. (I had a bad dentist and we plastered his practice name all over a thread due to his poor work.)

And that thread is gone for some reason.

I offered thread removal to him, because we were tromping into dangerous territory. He did not know who I was, but offered a few times to "take care of things", and I could not tell whether his motivation was to work out my identity to begin something legal.

Not previously stated was... this guy encouraged my ex to initiate a malpractice suit against a different dentist. One that had improperly treated her, but I don't know if it was malpractice level...

Later I found out... this other dentist was about to be a direct competitor, after he moved offices.

I'm not saying. I'm just saying.

I wonder how some people justify shit like that to themselves?

without a second thought.

I'm eating a can of Vienna sausages in a bourbon bbq (flavored) sauce, when I skewered one w/the teethpick, pulled it outta the can...and it was round, and wrinkly on the other end.:greenface

Felt like what I imagine eating a little puppy peter dipped in bbq sauce and skewered on a teethpick would feel like.

I think I just ruined Vienna sausages for myself. That, or puppy peters, one or the other.:neutral:

That was just the end of a sausage string.

It's the jungle out there.

I am familiar with sausage.

I had heard that.

Stop that. Stoppit right now.






Silly.

I have no idea. but today I keep bursting into tears. life is just a sucky pile of shit sometimes and I'd really like it to stop beating on me and mine ktxbai? I'd love to be able to put it down to the menopause but I can't yet, apparently. ...that joy is still to come :(. Just shoot me now. Or make it stop. Give me a fucking break. I'm ready for the winter break

Watching the PA Farm Show on TV, they have a team competition where the teams shear sheep, clean, card and dye the wool, spin the yarn and weave a shawl. Then they judge them and auction off all the shawls, all in one day.

The Grand Champion shawl, which went for $2700, was modeled by the team leader, a woman with PURPLE HAIR. Obviously a natural leader. :D

Monster is obviously a natural leader, and doing a damn good job. Amirite?

Word, yo.

A fearless liter!

Fearless litre.

Fixed it.

I'll vote for that.
I (just) have a wee bit of flu. So after Mr Limes went to work this morning, I sat and bawled and wailed I want my mummy. I haven't felt this rough in twenty years.

This too shall pass. :tuba:

Momdigr called me to tell me that Popdigr just passed out cold in the store they were in (about 75 miles away), bonked his head pretty good on the concrete floor. Out for "a little while". Ambulance, ER, yadayadayada, CATscan, wait.

Don't know if they'll keep him yet. She'll call back when she knows something else. I keep a go-bag ready, so I'm set. I'll grab some stuff for them if they keep him, because I know she ain't leaving him there.

The thing that worries me is she said he didn't know what year it was, and didn't know Trump was the next pres. When the EMT asked him who was pres, he said Obama, when he asked who would be pres tomorrow, he said Obama. That scares me a little.

Waiting. Waiting.

That SUCKS I'm sorry Grav

Ah damn Grav, hope he's ok.

The memory thing - probably just a little disoriented.

*Hugs*

Yes, very scary Grav, but it might be something very recoverable, just seems worse because he ain't 20 any more. hang in there, all three of you.

Thanks.

Waiting.

:confused:

He probably hadn't eaten recently. He's went all passy outy a couple times from that. Both times at home. She said he was out longer this time than the others.

Plus banging his brain bucket off the floor couldn't have helped.

I'd say they're keeping him by this point in the evening. Just to be certain. Unless he's really noisy about going home

Give the old guy a hug from us, Grav. Hope he feels better soon.

Sending good vibes. Prolly keeping him overnight just in case, as Monster says. X


Sent by magic.

Sending great vibes his way.

They are on their way home.

:cheerldr:

Thanks all.

:notworthy

Yay!:)

My friend fainted in a grocery store line years ago, and it was worse for her. She smashed many of her teeth out and broke her jaw when she went down. Took months to get better. And they wouldn't let her drive for a year in case it happened while driving.

Glad pop digger is coming home!

It was the vibes.

awesome news! I made that happen by saying it wouldn't ;)

I fainted once on my college campus, but the jackasses at the health center insisted that it happened because I had anorexia (which I absolutely did not have) and told me to go home and eat a sandwich. Never did figure out why.

Glad the Popdigr is back home!

They were probably thinking of fasting hypoglycemia; but, mislabeled it anorexia. The term fasting is a category that includes many things (e.g. meds, hormone levels, ETOH overdose...etc.). Follow the link.

They probably thought you tied one on the night before causing your blood glucose level to crash and sent you home to get some carbs into your system. :D

That still would have been stupid, as I told them repeatedly I'd eaten twice already that day. They assumed everyone who walked in was lying. At the college health center the only diagnoses given out were eating disorders, drug dependency, pregnancy, and STDs. It was not physically possible for a student to be sick in a way that wasn't directly their fault. I once went in with an allergic rash, and my diagnosis was, "Heh, you girls and your bath products." They honest-to-God told my gay friend he "probably" had AIDS without any kind of blood screening.

Well then I'm surprised they didn't accuse you of holding your breath until someone gave you your way and when they wouldn't you passed out.

Fuckin' A.:devil:

My nerves are still jangling.

Sleep prolly ain't happening.

We be praying for Popdigr.

w00t!

He's sore as shit today. But his head don't hurt. The docs gave him a copy of his ekg to take to his regular doctor, and they said the CATscan looked good, no problems from bumping his head when he hit the floor.

He seems a little down today, says he feels rough. He's got a little inner ear balance thing going on, he gets this a couple times a year, maybe just a coincidence.

The lady what works for the store who watched him go out and fall called last night after she got home from work to check on him.

We have no idea how she got the number. Momdigr said she was a very nice lady.

Probably from the store's lawyer.

Glad to hear the good news.

Such good news, sorry late to the party, thrilled for your good news.

Say hi to Popdigr and hope he's back in the saddle as soon as he wishes.

Yeah, I'm late too. It was all over before I could post, but it good to see that all is OK :)