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Big Update Time

The Next Tooth, Summary of Events

This section hasn't been updated for a while, and with good reason: Frankly, I considered the events of the past months too depressing to contemplate further. A summary of recent events might be in order, though.

In September, Mr. Kahlstorf suggested I visit the dental practice of a former colleague of his, Dr. Michael König. Dr. König is a tall, relatively young and friendly man. His eyes sparkle behind his glasses when he speaks and his mustachioed mouth keeps its grin even in tight situations.

Dr. König managed to succeed in areas where his colleagues had failed. First off, he quickly determined a way of neutralizing my jaw pain by administering Diclophenac-Natrium -- a drug specifically designed to alleviate bone pains. For six weeks, I took two pills a day. After a slow start, the medicine finally began to have the desired effect: During the months of October and November, the pain in the upper left-hand jaw soon decreased and all but disappeared.

However, Dr. König also failed in some areas. He produced a grind guard which did not only not alleviate my aches, but actually increased them. For four nights, I almost didn't sleep because the pain was so intense. The second night, I frightened my wife by coiling up on the couch in agony, babbling incoherently without pause, for what she later told me had been two hours.

When Dr. König realized the new grind guard was to blame, he took the older guard from the dental clinic (the one made in August), made some minor adjustments and told me to use that one -- and it worked. The upper right-hand teeth never really recovered, though. Both tooth 17 and 16, i.e. the outermost upper-right teeth, remained sensitive to pressure, hot and cold. I couldn't bite down on the right-hand side and sometimes, my left-hand jaw would cramp up as well.

On December 30, 1999, two teenagers threw a firecracker into my path as I was riding to work. It exploded directly under my bicycle, leaving my ears ringing. Since then, a constant, high, screeching noise at 6 kHz accompanies me day and night -- doctors call this phenomenon "Tinnitus". The constant strain on my nerves worsened the way I grind my teeth, in turn increasing my jaw pain.

After unsuccessfully spending six days in a hospital, hooked to an I.V. feeding me a liquid designed to improve my blood circulation, I undertook ten sessions inside a pressure chamber, which didn't do much, either. But it had a nasty side effect: After the third session, my teeth began to ache again.

The director of the pressure chamber had warned me that people with bad tooth fillings might experience discomfort due to the pressure changes. Apparently, whatever jaw problem I had, also was affected. I visited Dr. König and he covered my teeth with a special lacquer -- according to him, tooth number 16 was exposed further than normal and small nerve endings might be exposed, causing an osmotic problem with the blood pressure inside the tooth.

I resumed my intake of Diclophenac, and survived the pressure chamber. In late February, though, bad things happened.

On the afternoon of February 24, 2000, my tooth started to ache rather strongly. I called Dr. König's office and asked for an appointment at the very soonest. The next morning at 9 a.m. was good enough.

Over the course of the afternoon and evening, the ache increased steadily. I nearly doubled over. My work output was mediocre at best. I took two tablets of Diclophenac, with no effect. When I got home in the evening, the pain was peaking. Slowly, as I wound down, so did the tooth.

The next morning, Dr. König looked at the tooth, did some tests and said, in a tone which excluded any another possibilities: "I will open that tooth" -- meaning the outermost molar on the upper right-hand side.

So he did. He injected me with a local anesthetic The filling still touched the nerve. One of the nerve roots had died (my mouth filled with a rather nauseating, decaying smell for a moment). He pulled out the nerves, cleaned the root canals out and resealed the tooth.

Theoretically, there couldn't have been any pain during the procedure, since everything was numb, but once again, reality differed from theory. To be fair, I might have been imagining things. My jaw hurt considerably from having to stretch it wide open for about 25 minutes. Fortunately, I managed to get him to write me a prescription for a pain killer ("Dolomo TN") which came real handy in the evening when the pain peaked.

Next Wednesday, I have another appointment with Dr. König. Perhaps he will do the root canal then, perhaps he will wait. Presently (Sunday, February 27, 2000), there still is considerable pain and discomfort. My gums have stopped hurting, and I consider this a good sign. But the general ache is still there.

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"There was another root in that tooth."


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