Putting in the 2 crowns went off without a hitch. The root canal however is an different story, as I would find out later. When I was waking up from the anesthesia I remember distinctly someone saying, that they want to talk to my 'escort'... not a clue who said nor what happened after that. I don't recall anything clearly until we were about 2/3 home. When we got home Daisy was completely excited to see me, but I didn't want to get bothered too much. I tried to get comfy in the recliner, but for some reason that didn't quite work. I figured that since I didn't have an tooth extraction I might as well go and sleep off the rest of the anesthesia in the bed. So off to bed I went and I slept till about 4.30. Those 2 1/2 hours of sleep did me really good and I was fit for the rest of the day.
Around 5 pm Kenny left for the Guild read through. I spent the rest of the evening chatting with mom. By the time Kenny got back it was about 11.30 pm. There he told me that the dentist talked to him about the molar, where they were supposed to do root canal work on. Turns out this molar is too damaged and too far gone to successfully perform root canal work and put a crown on it. The only solution is to have that tooth extracted. Why they didn't extract it right away... well, I have absolutely no clue. That what the dentist suggested is to extract the tooth and replace it with a permanent tooth. First of all that's quite an expensive procedure and I won't be doing it in the States. I will be doing it eventually once I'm back in Austria. The second reason is that the implant procedure takes about 6 month to be completed, and I expect to relocate to Austria within the next 4 month. So to make a long story short... this particular molar will be pulled before I get on a plane, as the last thing I need is a throbbing tooth ache during an transcontinental flight.
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