Teeth versus Me

So finally what makes me get to blogging, oh ya its the power cut so I sit beside a candle, which i love to light every chance I get and we have those glowing match stick box (so easy to locate in darkness until unless your candle box is lying on top of it).

Having terrible time with my teeth for the past one month or so. First the bottom one start giving me trouble out of the blue after an awesome lunch (no I did not have any thing hard, pun intended). So I wake up Monday morning with terrible pain in the teeth ignore it go to office and it increases as if challenging me so I take the challenge and try to bite it hard and it pains more. One of the friend suggest clove, biting it will reduce the pain, so I go out in the sun buy a whole packet of clove start chewing one after another, end up in more pain. Call up my dentist in Hyderabad and ask for medicines, he suggest me some painkiller and I was going home that weekend, I promised I will see him first thing when I come there. The medicines are working, no pain, I win the battle over my teeth. Though I hate taking medicine but it was worth it.

I reach Hyderabad, pain what pain I go around roaming with friends, too busy talking at home, common I stay in Chennai, dentist can wait. Finally the next day I end up on his chair, I mean the dentist chair, he has a look at my teeth says nothing much and fills up my other teeth (well for history I have cavity in four teeth two on upper side and two on the bottom, the bottom ones are creating trouble this time). So I get happy no root canal and stuffy all smiley you can see the two metal teeth on the top when I am really happy.

So day’s passes by, me happy eating ice cream, sweets, to kill depression. And one fine day the old enemy wake up, or rather I wake up with a swollen left, lower side of my face. I finally decide to go to the doctor in Chennai. I doctor is pleased to see me, oh we going to churn out lot of money from him. She checks my mouth, go get an X-ray. Then she see it, “Sever Infection” is all she said for the next ten minutes which was not a relief. I though one more root canal they are painful they put needles in your mouth and then do something god know what. I was not going to let the teeth win so easily. She gives me loads of antibiotics “Severe Infection” right.

Eating was a pain, was very hungry could not take any more of curd, mouth taste was yakki, it was the most terrible day, though I am not a foodie but I missed food that say very much. Whole day I was trying to hide from peoples eye, I had a swollen left cheek about the size of an egg. “are you eating something?”,” aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh what happened” and then there were stairs, I know I was looking bit weird I don’t blame them but I was trying to forget the pain and could not forget it. The medicines has already started taking a toll on me, I was sleepy very sleepy and then so much of work.

The teeth though under the control of medicine still was not ready to give in, it has taken its revenge in forms that I could not think of. Did my teeth win the war? Did I ever get rid of the egg in my mouth? Could I eat anything again? All this in the next blog ( this is what happens when you regularly don’t update the blog).