Today was a bit of a day. But in the end, all a bit of anti-climax, so you can move right along if you want, I won't hold it against you.Remember the Phossy Jaw, real proper name: Osteonecrosis Of The Jaw?
It arced up today. Well, I'd felt a few odd tweaks in the last few days, but nothing serious. Today at about 10AM I woke up thinking it was definitely sore, and by noon it was at endone-level sore, which struck me as definitely not a good thing.
I rang the Dental Hospital, who didn't exactly encourage me to go in because they only do pain relief on weekends, you wait for hours, and the phone person didn't seem to know anything about ONJ. Then I rang the fabulous mrsbrown
, problem solver to the stars and, I was hoping, chauffeur to the noodle. Which she was, both things!
MrsB suggested the Afred Hospital instead which of course made a million times more sense since strictly speaking, the problem is not dental so much as bone pathology and with a zillion underlying medical problems, the Dental Hospital would probably have sent me there anyway. Actually, she didn't say any of that, she just suggestd I try them and see since it was medical so I did and she was right.
Then I had to take a second endone.
And she got to spend her ?second last? day off sitting around with me in Emergency.
We got to quietly scoff at the guy whining about getting a local anasthetic and some stitches, while we were also watching a pool of blood develop under his bed. And then she told me about ( OH DEAR GOD NO )
after giving birth, which I think she told me about before but I blocked it. Anyway, we agreed this poor bugger was a wus, or maybe a woos, and that it would be really nice if someone mopped the blood off the floor.
Apart from that it was quite dull really. She did some sewing, I did some knitting. We ate sushi. Eventually they did a CT scan of the jaw. In the meanwhile, the pain did reduce to almost nil and in fact the biggest problem was a nagging headache of the sort you get when you haven't eaten enough, or drunk enough water, or had enough caffeine, and there's not really anywhere comfy to sit or lie and there's a fluro light, and you are sitting in an emergency department.
The CT scan doesn't show anything, the registrar said if there's anything going on it will become obvious in time. Bone can take a while to show things. No point scanning or x-raying for another fortnight, it will take that long for change to be noticeable.
And that maybe it just won't happen again. Fingers crossed.
So. Pain relief as needed, I suppose I can go back if it gets really stupid. If it sticks around, call the dental surgeon who diagnosed it. I'm planning to call him anyway, since many months ago he told me to get in touch sooner rather than later if it gave me any grief. I feel I should at least tell him about this.
I am very glad I went in. I was really worried and it was very sore. I am at present really paranoid about anything involving bones, so even if I'd stayed home and the pain had subsided, I'd have still been nervous and would be nervous now about all the what-ifs. Which is funny since it is still a case of 'wait and see', but somehow having had things checked out makes me feel more calm about the process. It's a lot better than my fear, which was that I'd be in for some ghastly emergency procedure ASAP and all that.
I am totally in awe, and very appreciative of, MrsB and her excellent hospital-waiting skills and her generosity in using those skills.
I'm very glad that it has turned out to be an anti-climax. The possibilities running through my head were not great.
Anyhoo, that was today. I have had the last of some cold Thai food for dinner, and am now drinking copious quantities of water to help wash away this headache. Risked a tiny amount of coffee because
when you're this caffeine deprived and headachey, it won't keep you awake
I really wanted some.
Am now just quietly regrouping. Today is pretty much over and that's that. Looking forward to tomorrow, hoping for a good night's sleep first.