Really less teeth now

WARNING: contains self indulgent me and post dentistry stuff.

Back home after 4 nights @ my sister's.

The surgery etc went way better than I expected.

I was supposed to be @ Freemasons at 1pm.

At 1.01 I was ushered into a prep room where I signed the first of many, many forms that said my name, address, date of birth, on the stickers etc were correct.

I also got weighed (fully clothed including shoes & beanie so I refuse to accept the weight listed!)

I also got labelled (right wrist, right ankle) gowned & dressing gowned & met my admitting nurse, theatre nurse, anaesthetic nurse, anaesthetist, and surgeon - each time signing numerous forms.

I was a bit worried that the surgery might not go ahead. I'd just gotten over a head cold and had a slight cough - exacerbated by the no water fast which meant my throat was a little red & my voice a tad raspy. However the anaesthetist made me say aarrh and checked for congestion before saying I was fine (thank goodness btw, did not want to extend panic any longer)

I was booked into theatre at 2pm. And at 1.55pm the nurse walked me into the theatre (with a stop at the warm blanket place for a beautifully warm blanket.)

I lay down on the operating table, the anaesthetist complained that he was having trouble finding a vein on my left wrist. He was gently thumping my wrist while the nurse talked to me.

The anaesthetist said I'd feel a slight sting, the nurse started attaching electrodes (monitors maybe?) and then I woke up in recovery and it was just after 3.15pm.

The admitting nurse had told my sister that I should be in recovery about 3.15pm. They offered me jelly and ice cream (I settled for lemonade and water).

Played thumbs up with young Lisa who'd gone in after me. They let TappingBetty (my sister) in about 3.30 to see me and my 3.45 I was dressed and sitting in a recliner rocker while TappingBetty went to the pharmacy and got my prescriptions filled.

They'd given me local anaesthetics in the sites of each extraction so that my mouth felt incredibly numb and I felt incredibly tired.

Somehow made it to TappingBetty's car about 4.45. In bed by 7 slept thru til 5.30 the next morning.

So far it's mainly been tiredness that's been a problem. i have a large bruise on my right cheek - current theory is the anaesthetist couldn't find a vein so punched me instead.

Glad it's over.

Even more, less teeth

WARNING: contains self indulgent me stuff & dentistry

Tomorrow is D (dental surgery) day.

I've rung Freemason's & confirmed my appointment.

I've rung the surgeon & confirmed him. Interesting aside (well not really).

Apparently the payment form that I posted @ Sydney Central GPO in an overnight express post bag at 9.30 am on Thursday has not yet arrived in suburban Essendon. (WTF) so I've given the receptionist the credit card details on the phone. The $ amount she mentioned was quite a bit less than what I expected and I sort of (in a stunned sort of way) queried it.

The surgeon had written 2 x $900 which I took to mean $1800

but no apparently it means 2 = $900 so an immediate saving of several thousand dollars which made me that much happier (in so far as I'm having 8 teeth out tomorrow can be happier)

18 hours to go.

Have packed my bag - I'll be staying at my sister's tomorrow night - I seem to be taking more stuff to her place than I took to Sydney last week!

Have set the alarm for 6am so that I can have breakfast as I have to fast from 7am.

Wish me luck

More Less Teeth required

Warning: contains self indulgent me stuff & dental fears.

My dentist assured me that the surgeon was 'lovely so I bravely headed to see him. Don't know about lovely but didn't scare me any more than I already was (always a good thing).

He disagreed slightly with the dentist - she had 3 wisdom teeth & 4 others, he went for 4 wisdoms and 4 others - chances were, he thought, that wisdom 4 would cause probs in the next couple of years so it should come out now rather than then.

Then we arranged a date for the surgery (May 25 - 3 weeks away) and he made me sign a forms that I had read and understood what he had told me; the risks associated with surgery, and that the surgery needed to be paid for 72 hours in advance and that it would cost me a small fortune.

He gave me a 'quote' for the work and I made my shell shocked way home...