Root Canal

Two days ago I received my first, and hopefully last, root canal. It was quite the experience, although it wasn’t the pain so much that made it interesting, as it was the numbness I felt. It’s something I hate and yet I found myself fascinated by it. As the dentist was putting the shots of whatever it was that made almost the entire left side of my face go numb, I could feel the stuff surging into, oddly enough, my tongue of all places. With every pulse of my heart I felt something akin to a very minor electric shock, so tiny it feels similar to a small itch, throbbing into my tongue. It was weird, and I was probably imagining it – which if I was is even more interesting since my brain can play such real tricks on me.

And then the horrible feeling (or rather lack there of) that I should be feeling whatever it is which is making such a horrible drilling sound in my mouth was quite nerve racking. I mean this was some intense drilling and I couldn’t feel a thing… It was quite the perversion of nature and it made me feel very apprehensive as though my dentist would suddenly hit a nerve that had not been deadened and explosions of pain would burst upon me. Ahh even now it’s making me tense up.

So now my much beloved molar has been ground up into millions of tiny shards and consequently its root has dried up and is currently dead…It makes me kind of sad to think that I didn’t take care of it and now my friendly little molar is gone forever. I’m definitely brushing after every meal from now on.