The #1 son is on the mend after having six teeth pried from his gums yesterday. Two molars just in front of the wisdom teeth on top were growing toward the back of his throat. They didn't touch the bottom teeth during chewing. The oral surgeon said they would cause nothing but painful problems later on, gouging the gums and not doing an honest day's work of grinding food. The x-rays were kind of freaky.
#1 has been alternating prescribed painkillers and giant horse pills of prescription ibuprofen. Except for a bout of pain last evening when the six-hour ibuprofen wore off, the ice was not numbing enough, and before the four-hour Lorcet kicked in, he's been managing the aftermath fairly well.
A diet of pudding, mashed potatoes and gravy, chocolate shake, chicken broth, applesauce, and donuts has enabled him to maintain his strength. Hopefully, we can start reducing the medication tomorrow. He's looking forward to real food. Tonight he went to his grandma's house, where he hoped to consume some pizza.
The swelling is not bad at all. Probably due to the faithful application of ice and ice water yesterday. No ice is allowed now, because the blood flow has to heal the tissue. Speaking of blood...#1 drooled a gallon of it yesterday. Okay, maybe a gallon is a bit of an exaggeration. But he got a drop of blood on his own shoulder when he nodded off for a recliner nap. And his pillow looks like a small mammal was slaughtered on it. Don't worry. It's not his regular pillow. It's an L-shaped pillow that Farmer H got at an auction about a year ago. He said it was for me. But I was having none of that auction pillow. It brought back memories of the time Farmer H almost bought a box of auction meat. You remember, the time I asked what kind of meat, and Farmer H replied, "I don't know. It just said MEAT on the side of the box."
I suppose #1 is lucky that his dad did not find him a tooth-puller at the auction, wearing a bloody apron advertising: Teeth Pulled, Any Kind.
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Pudding...mashed potatoes...chocolate shakes...A diet of nothing but these foods?
Where can I get some teeth pulled?
Poor #1. I don't envy him and his lack of teeth. I hope he's doing better tonight.
Speaking of getting things pulled. Last spring when I went on my historical Dust Bowl tour I went to a museum where they had this funky chair. I found out from the curator (and later heard a story from an older gent who had a tonsillectomy that way) that back in the 30s and 40s (and maybe 50s?) people had their tonsils pulled out without anesthesia and there was a special chair. Glad Farmer H didn't find THAT doctor at the Auction House.
Sioux,
I hear there's a good dentist in New York by the name of Tim Whatley. Of course, your shirt may be untucked after you wake up from the anesthesia, and he might be buckling his belt, but I hear he gifts select patients with a Label Baby Jr.
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Chick,
That's barbaric! Farmer H has a funky chair from the Auction House, but he says it's a shoeshine/barber chair. But you know, barbers WERE the first surgeons. I wonder if BARBARIC comes from BARBER.
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