This is my endodondist Dr Madison

I woke ten minutes past my normal wake up time which is rare for me. I had battled pain from my tooth all night. I had anticipated the pain so took two Tylenol before I retired believing if I can get to sleep I will remain unconscious the remainder of the night. Not so anymore; I woke at 1:30 a.m. in a constant annoying pain. The pain was not “nova” class but enough to keep me away in discomfort and fear. I laid there and devoutly wished for sleep to overtake the pain so I would feel like taking on the day in just a few more hours. Finally at 2:30 a.m. I had ha enough and drug myself out of bed and wheeled into the bathroom and knocked two more Tylenol and almost immediately the pain was gone an I was sleeping. I woke next at 4:40 a.m. then minutes late groggy, sleep deprived and wishing I could just stay in the warm bed but I had to get up—but in my mind, I had decided that I was going to schedule an appointment and get the tooth repaired. I was not going to loose another nights sleep to pain and fear.

My tooth and headache was gone by the time I got to the office but I was still committed to getting my tooth looked at if not fixed. I called dentists office—no one in left so I left a message and returned to my tasks. It was after 10:00 when the dentists office called. I was told that there was a an opening for 1:00 and did I want to take the time slot. I lucked out to find the office was located on a major bas route which I could engage round the corner from my office. I hated to leave the office and my phones unattended but I had toget my pain remedied.

I tried to get hold of Dianne to advise her of my movements from the office but I knew Dianne was going o be out helping Bridget over at the church. And that was cool—I could do this on my own. I only waited a few minutes before “Route 220” pulled up and whisked me away—I made good time and was not rushed when I got to the Dentists office, squeezed my bladder and got in and got ready. I was a bit surprised when Dr.Luke stopped his examination, took some xrays and began discussing options. He informed me that I needed a root canal and he could not really do that, he could extract the tooth which would be the cheapest way to go but he did not wan to go that route since there was good still left in that tooth and he would like to save it if that were possible. The other option was to be referred to an endodontist.. This really was my lucky day( odd as that sounds) because we found an endodontist just a block further South on the same street at 4:45p.m. but that was fine even if I had to wait four hours it would be done to day. If I had not taken that time slot another option even occur until the flowing Tuesday and I knew I could tolerate the pain or expectation of the coming event that long. The cost was high as much as $400.00 before they would scrape their first nerve but I knew I could pull it off it they could work their magic.

It was less then a ten minute roll to Rocky Mountain Endodontics and waited, trying to get hold of Dianne on my cell and watching people come and go and I was overwhelmed at the flow of humanity coming and going. I became part of the furniture as I wondered round looking in rooms and checking out staff. The staff even tried to get earlier scheduled patients to trade with my late hour appointment to get me out of there earlier, but no dice—these folks were living with the same pain was and they were not going to push their cure back for any reason or person. Eventually my time did come and I was ld back to the suite, shook hands with my doc and hopped onto the “operating chair”. I could have had nitrous oxide but that was $55.00 more and I would have done it regardless of the cost, but I don’t understand the concept and I sure as hell don’t trust something like laughing gas wearing off as the doc in deep in the middle of nerve central—so I just went with dear old Novocain.. I asked the doc how many of these he had done, and he said “nine”. I must have paled because then he added…”today” and add thathe had done more then 10,000 root canals in his careers.

Doc Madsen DDS was good. He talked me through the drilling and the scraping. He explained procedures as he did them always letting me know how much time I had left in the chair. I was surprised at how soon I was free of the dentist’s chair and $400.00. I clutched my cell m cell all the way through the operation and the cell chirped numerous times throughout and finally Dianne did get hold of me and picked me up…the day was darkening quickly—but I felt OK. I was out of pain—frightfully out of pain. I was told to experience some discomfort from the amount of work they did round the pulp, and gums but no pain..even after the Novocain wore off entirely…I felt nothing. I did not feel the sharp edges of the new filling I would not even know I had had mouth trauma. It’s weird but I am thankful—now I must return to Dr Luke’s office for a cap and to have the cavity next tooth over worked on, and I was warned that tooth may also be a root canal…another $400.00. I somehow know it well, and the hole thing will thousand(s) before I am done. But I am least sleeping through the night…some things arejust worth it.









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