Oral Agony

If anyone were to ask me about Raya 2005, I’d have only one thing to say…PAINFUL! Sure, there were the good ol first few days where, one gleefully hentams all the food and all, go visiting and catching up with long lost sedara mara etc. Sure, I had all that. Perhaps, I went way overboard on Raya and the makan....cos come last week, I had to pay for it.

First, came the shivers on Wednesday night and by Thursday morning, my thermometer was showing a long line of red mercury. Down with fever, I was! To make things worse, and perhaps as a little message from God to "s.l.o.w d.o.w.n o.n t.h.e f.o.o.d", by evening my mouth was infested with nasty little ulcers from hell. Not one or two, but easily about 20! And by yesterday morning the count was 35 numbers in all. (ulcer count by courtesy of Deana Abd Aziz, my lovely darling sister, who also applied my ulcer ointments for me!).

For someone who really can eat and loves to eat, this was waaaaaaay too big a problem. I even tried braving it out munching rice and ikan bakar with Ummi and Oody who so graciously came to have lunch with me at my home, for Friday lunch. I felt a lot better then with such great company but come Friday night, I was down again with fever, my mouth sore like nothing else..and for the next few days to come, was put on a diet of liquid food as anything else would just invite excrutiating pain! Even to smile was a chore, which in the end I just gave up doing!

People said gargle with Listerine. I did that. It didn’t help. Gargle with salt water. Did that; no change. Bonjela? Hopeless. Apply salt on ulcers..well, that just invited a lot of creative mencarut -ing which is a no-no in ahouse of two toddlers! Doctor gave mouth wash and another oral ointment with antibiotics..No change. Until yesterday, our office GP at our building gave another ointment, which supposedly kicks the *ss out of ulcers., Lo and behold, within a night, they are now almost gone!! God bless that lady!

BUT, BUT, BUT..Now I have this horrible pain at the very back of my upper right gum. My wisdom tooth is out! Oh no! I find it painful to even open my mouth...I can’t even chew a single soft buttery pineapple tart and thus, have to still survive on liquid food! Looks like, the inevitable has come. I need to see a dentist. The problem is, I hate dentists. Errr..let me rephrase that, I HATE dentists! They scare the hell out of me; and it doesn’t help when I hear horror stories of people who had dentists standing on chairs yanking out their wisdom teeth for them, or those who almost bled to death having had their wisdom teeth yanked out! Help!

I am scheduled for my dentist appointment tomorrow and am so scared I could almost p*e in my knickers! Pray that my dental episode will go by painlessly and without drama! Please do pray that my teeth and mouth fully recover from this bout of mishaps of ulcers and teeth which should never be called wise in the first place. Most of all, please pray that I will be able to eat again like a normal person and not have to live on McDonalds chicken porridge as I have been for the past few days. And if I have all that, I promise…I will be good and I will update this blog more frequently than I do now. Aaaamin.