June 28, 2011

This morning Demian had made an appointment for me at his dentist, as I have broken a tooth, that had a root canal 14 years ago, but never got the crown put on it. Demian took me to the dentist and then told me to come back to the restaurant once I was finished, and he would drive me home. Honestly, I couldn't understand what the fuss was all about. A little bit of dentistry work, and then I would go back to work, right? WRONG! I was in the chair for 3 1/2 hours straight, with my mouth jacked open, getting this work done. What took so long is that the dentist found a cavity under an old filling, in the tooth just in front of the tooth that needed the crown, and he had to re-fill that tooth before he could prepare the tooth behind for the crown. I had to have 5 novacaine shots and I still felt quite a bit of pain. The dentist kept apologizing for my pain, but in the end, the only other thing he could have done was knock me out. After "surgery" (what Costa Rican's call any dentist proceedure), I took a taxi back to the restaurant, and Demian immediately took me home. He must have seen the pain and exhaustion in my face. I went directly to bed and didn't get up until the next morning.