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Originally Posted by snowgyre
Yikes! My experience was nowhere near that bad. It's been two weeks now and I've pretty much resumed life as normal, except for the gaping holes in my mouth I'm being obsessive compulsive about cleaning out. By the end of the day my jaw is achy from exertion, but it's more of an annoyance than actual pain. Thankfully I'm allowed to work from home, so I ended up only missing 2 days of work following the surgery when I was too drugged to think clearly.
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Yeah-Kate developed a small abscess from not being able to rinse the food out of the socket, but with antibiotics and a curve-beaked syringe, she was able to rinse better and healed up nicely.
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I was only nauseous for about a half hour after I woke from anesthesia. I'm not afraid of blood or needles or anything, so I didn't need any additional drugs to keep me comfortable. Maybe her nausea was due to the interaction of nitrous and the anesthesia?
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Glad you didn't have the "yaks"!! Kate's barf-fest was more than likely the drug combo and some swallowed blood on her already nervous and empty stomach. You would have though they told her they were going to euthanize her. She was BIG TIME scared.
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I didn't even notice any bruising until a few days ago when my martial arts instructor wondered if somebody punched me in the face, lol! Always trust a fighter to point out the bruises.
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LOL-Kate had her extractions done on Friday morning, and when she went to school on Monday, everyone thought she had the crap beaten out of her over the weekend. Her JROTC instructor said he hoped "the other guy got it worse!"
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Has she ever forgiven you for the photos? :-)
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Yeah...we're all good.
I told her that at least she didn't go through the YEARS of pain I did by putting the surgery off. I'd be fine for months, and then POW!! The pain would be back for several weeks.
I had access to paregoric (camphorated tincture of OPIUM), and I'd take a tiny ball of cotton, soak it in the paregoric, and stick that into whatever "corner" of my mouth was killing me.
I'd lay on my bed for hours, pain-free and blissed out of my ever-loving mind!!
When I'd had enough of the pain, I had the surgery, and about 3 days of mind-blowing headaches from the paregoric withdrawal.
That's the closest I've ever come to having an addiction problem.