Previously on this blog...
Alex is in the oral surgeon's chair with his mouth open, gums cut open and a drill being used to chip away bone at the back of his mouth, in order to remove a horizontally impacted wisdom tooth...
The surgeon is going at it, drilling, prying, poking and manipulating with all the instruments at his disposal. After removing bone and making enough space. It's the tooth's turn. A rather big tooth, the surgeon sections it. He decides to section it into two. The drill starts again... brrrr... it's cutting up the tooth.
All this while I'm staring at the ceiling and lights. My mind is wondering how much blood is all over my mouth. Can't taste or feel much, everything is numb. Just pressure here and there. Though you don't feel any pain, it's the mental torture of wondering what's happening in your mouth that requires so many pieces of equipment.
After the tooth is sectioned, the surgeon slowly manouvers the first half out. It takes a few minutes but he wants to get it right. The first half is removed. After that, some more instruments go in to probe, prod and manouver the second half of the tooth out. As the the tooth is moved around, you can hear/feel the scratching of the tooth against the bone.
The tooth is out. The surgeon puts some homeostatic compound into the now gaping wound to help the blood (which by this time there must be lots of it!) clot. He then takes this thread and stitches the wound. I think it was 4-5 stitches. It's strange to have someone pull a thread in your mouth and tie it up.
A few more things to clean up the wound and the doctor is done... is this the end? or the beginning?
Mountain Lilies never wither in the storm....
3 weeks ago