Another Toothache, Another Root Canal
I'd put off dealing with a persistent toothache for over a year. Brushing the gum to stimulate blood flow, flossing extra times, swishing with hydrogen peroxide right from the bottle (yuck). It would flare up into considerable discomfort then fade into background noise. There was just too much going on for me to worry about it. But last weekend it started throbbing in agony and wouldn't quit so I knew I had to go to the dentist. Or, actually, I knew I could skip that step and go straight to the endodontist. Probably, I figured, it was a tooth to be pulled and, probably, from how it felt, I thought it was to the back of my mouth. Wrong on both counts. It was tooth number twelve and it needed a root canal. Ouch. Ouch. Ouch. Ouch. Ouch. Ouch. And Ouch. But thanks God it's done. Now I've got to decide, since tooth number twelve is fairly visible, do I want a gold tooth or a ceramic one? Not knowing any better, probably gold.