Extreme Tooth Pain!!
I am seeking some desperate help with the cost of my dental procedures. My front tooth is in extreme amounts of pain, and the dentist has already said it needs to come out. I fear for my mental health, and self confidence if I have to be without one of my front teeth. I didn’t go through years of braces, and good daily dental hygiene, just for the inevitable outcome to be bad genetics.
I myself believe that everything happens for a reason, we may never know the reason as much as we want to, but life has a funny way of guiding us though situations we wish we never encountered in the first place.
A few years ago, I had just put my daughter down for a nap, I had walked outside to help my mother decorate for our yearly Halloween event. It was around 4’oclock in the afternoon when I heard what I thought was a coyote yelping. (What possessed my brain to go look was beyond me since i have a fear of coyotes) but not so far fetched for them living in the countryside. when I followed that sound I had come to find a vehicle that went off the road facing the train tracks, where I found a man dead in the front seat. He shot himself. The sound, was his wife screaming covered in her husbands blood. No coyotes at all. Thinking now I wish it was a coyote. There was no way for me to help the man, he was already gone. All I could do was comfort his wife. Who had so many questions I didn’t have answers to. Nobody did. So all I could do was bring her up out of the ditch away from the train tracks, i wrapped my sweater around her and just embraced her tightly until the police and ambulance got there. I gave my statement to the responding officer and I went back to my moms house. Nothing good came from that situation for me. At all. In fact that just led my fiancé at the time who is also my daughters father to not understand how that was a traumatic experience for me. He didn’t understand the toll the burden was taking on me. We split because of that.
As comes always another speed bump. While Cleaning the leaves up on my property for the long May 24 weekend, I had also witnessed a hit and run right outside of the house we were staying at at the time, where a truck deliberately ran over a man and his tire got stuck on the man’s skull. I was first on scene for that too.
Maybe life thinks I can handle it I don’t know why I am always witness to much more than anyone ever should
but all I did was try and stabilize the man. If I were to guess because of how much of his brain I saw on the road that he didn’t survive that. But I don’t know the actual answer to that.
I wish I did though..
I do know that I was amazed(I must have had the weird most dumbfound look on my face at the time)he was even talking to me. Even went so far as to try to laugh at the situation.. as the ambulance arrived I was able to give them a much information as he gave to me. I went home.
Two weeks after I had personal accident when a knife fell and had almost entirely severed my finger completely, I went to the ER to get stitches, only for it to be worse then I thought. Now I needed surgery to re attach my tendon in my finger. Well because Covid had just started at this point it was a 2 week wait just for a consultation from a plastic surgeon. After 12 days the likely hood of a tendon surgery to be successful drastically decreases with every passing day. Just my luck right? So I needed up having a surgery to reattach my tendon, only for the surgeon to put me in a hard cast and send me home with home care to help for dressing change. Except home care couldn’t change my dressing because I was in a hard cast and they aren’t qualified for removal of it. So my mom picked me up and took me to cobourg hospital for a second opinion. Where I was then being talked about amputation of my hand because of how bad the infection was from having the hard cast on my hand for the past 28 hours. 28 hours is all it took for an infection to spread just past my wrist. Unfortunately there’s only one plastic surgeon that deals with this kind of thing and it’s the same one that I got my surgery from in the first place. Joy. So surgery #2 and at home with 2 weeks of being on IV antibiotics done. The surgery was unsuccessful overall. I am no longer right handed. I had to learn to be left handed everything changed EVERYTHING.. I had lost so much hope for things it’s unreal.
A couple of months ago I had an infection so bad from an unknown source that had me retain a fever of 106.7 for 7 hours. I was in the ICU for a week(because a severe fever that high is life threatening and could very well cause brain damage) and ended up getting pneumonia in my right lung because of it, And then had home care for my last week of IV antibiotics. My nurse when she came to the house was in awe, because it was her grandmother who originally had this house and she grew up in this house. What a small world huh?
But When I think about how much life sucks I think back and say I could have always been one of those two men…
I really try hard on a daily basis to over come my traumas and regain stronger mental health, my tooth is my breaking point. I don’t want to take 20 steps back.
Dental procedures, with tooth implant, and medications is going to be $4600.
I would be forever grateful and thankful for any contributions.
https://www.paypal.me/santanachantelle
Thank you for taking the time out of your day to hear my struggles.
sincerely, from the bottom of my heart, Thank you.