In my post ‘quality of life…. (or lack of it)‘, I wrote the following –
With the recent move to Tampa, Florida and change in healthcare, comes more doctor visits, appointments and more medications.
The transition to this area is a struggle with regards to finding new doctors and scheduling the appointments.
In today’s post, I write the following –
One of the previous mentioned appointments was with a new dentist. I was fortunate to see a new dentist within the first week because once my chemotherapy begins I should not be having any dental work. There is always the possibility of an infection and during chemotherapy my white blood count is low and therefore more prone to infections. So, my first visit with the new dentist was an examination that included the usual x-rays that resulted in me having a cavity. I very seldom have cavities and was surprised to learn I had one.
Okay, two days later and another dentist appointment to take care of the cavity. Before I write about this appointment, let’s go back about 14 hours –
It is the night before and I am experiencing a great deal of back pain. I take pain pills and go to bed extremely early – around 7:00 PM. I am unable to rest or sleep, so around 11:00 PM I am taking additional pills for pain and sleep. I do finally receive some sleep, but the next morning, I am tired.
Early morning Gary and I depart for the dental appointment and I am excited about using a new smartphone app that I can use for street parking near the dentist office.
I set the time and pay for two hours the maximum amount allowed. Gary is also having a dental appointment the same time so, two hours should be enough time. The dentist is running behind and I become a little nervous about the time, but I know I can extend it from my smartphone. It is the first time I have used it, so I am a little nervous that maybe it will not work and I will receive a ticket.
Now I am sitting in a chair and receive my injection to numb my mouth. Oh, did I mention I do not like to go to dentists? I have Cancer and deal with appointments, procedures, IVs and blood tests – but going to the dentist makes me nervous.
Now I am at another dentist appointment to take care of the cavity – it is time – but the mouth does not feel numb. The dentist decides to give me another shot.
Within minutes, half my throat goes numb as does part of my vocal cords. I am having trouble swallowing and breathing. I request the staff to get Gary in the room – I need him. The dentist thinks I may be having an allergic reaction to the lidocaine. I am not allergic to anything – I receive an Epipen injection.
911 is called just in case there is an allergic reaction – but they are not needed.
I am having a panic attack as the throat is swollen, I am unable to swallow and breath and having difficulty speaking – I am also crying.
After some time to relax, I go through with getting the cavity fix because chemotherapy starts in 2 days.
I am glad I do not have to see the dentist again for another 6 months.