Monday, 8-Sept-2008. I went to the doctor and asked for a service. The doctor was a new doctor but it should be fine. Waited for almost 5 minutes before I was served. Told the doctor, "I have a toothache and now I am on pain killers." Doctor said it was OK. He took some photos of my teeth and noticed me that I have to do a lot of fillings and stuff. At the same time, he also focused on the tooth. After much look, he started to knock some teeth and asked me, "Is it painful?" and all I can say was, "I don't know." He told me that he suspected there were two possible teeth that might need some help but I insisted that it was the front tooth because of the old medication. He looked at it and did some drilling on my tooth and told me that it was temporary. If the pain doesn't go away by the third day, then I have to do root canal. Shoot! More pain.
Wednesday, 10-Sept-2008. Pain! How come I still could feel the pain. Defeated. I have made up my mind that I have to do root canal for tomorrow (today). Defeated and feeling extremely painful while I was driving, I decided to play with my tooth. Yes, it is dangerous to do so when you are driving but I was stuck in front of the traffic light. So I've decided to touch the tooth. I touched the tooth that I thought the pain was from and the next instance, I cursed. It was not painful. So what caused the pain? I remembered the doctor told me that there are two possible teeth. So....I touch the one at the back. Damn. Oh, no.............! The pain was there. I could feel the pain and I started to curse myself for it. If only I listened to the doctor.
RM 50 has flown away. And now...I have to tell the doctor....he has operated on the wrong tooth. And now....I can imagine of going for another trip to the doctor later. Haiz.
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