Thursday, May 14th, 2009 09:46 pm
My jaw is too small, apparently it's only going to get worse (and I am vain) so there are orthodontic plans afoot. I had the first two of four teeth removed today and up until now it's all been about the orthodontic details and I hadn't really stopped to consider what removing teeth would be like.

In practical terms it was pretty simple, lots of local anaesthetic and a pair of pliers. In emotional terms I tend to forget the dentist chair nearly reduces me to tears every time and this time given they were removing healthy teeth it felt less like being fixed and a lot like being mutilated. My dentist is a nice guy and his assistant is too so they talked me through it and held my hand while I hyperventilated and leaked a lot then offered to tranquillise me next time which is exactly the opposite of a great idea for someone with my triggers but was a kind thought nonetheless.

Dentist has joked that I'd be the most likely candidate to actually turn the extracted teeth into a necklace so I have two weeks to make me some funky jewellery - what's the best way to sterilise teeth? Teh internets seems to think 30 mins at 121 degrees.

In other news:

  • Wednesday was a huge, steaming pile of crap redeemed only by the presence of canned lychees (which MS Office can’t spell), eight tennis balls and having a dog who cuddles
  • Have discovered the magical hotkey combination that inverts my work-monitor (accidentally) and that I don’t have enough admin powers to turn it back (??!) The IT help desk did laugh at me, I did too
  • Have discovered the environment we’re testing ___ in doesn’t have the ___ turned on despite ___ swearing it was a suitable test environment. On the plus side, the technical expert who is working to resolve the problem is conversing with me almost entirely in Star Wars quotes
  • Ponyboy's worrying little bald patch has grown over and he is ridiculously feisty right now. I can stop googling rare fish diseases.
Friday, May 15th, 2009 08:41 am (UTC)
You have thoroughly convinced me never, ever to get something done about my `sort-of-small' jaw.