(I wasn’t sure how long I could write and I didn’t want to push the limit)
Anyway, healing abutments went in, survived end of year and graduation, we went on vacation, everything’s going great!
We go to the dentist, he’s pulled out the healing abutments, The Final Countdown started playing.
He puts in the left peg tooth. Torks it so it won’t move. No problem.
He puts in the right peg tooth. Starts to tork it but something slips and I feel a shock of pain. He explains that something slipped and tries again. As soon as he starts tork I feel a blossom of pain on my right side. My hands fly up in a stop motion. He stops. He asks me to explain what happened. I said that it hurt, the pain travelled down the implant. They take x rays. Everything looks fine, bone looks sturdy. He tells me to go to the oral surgeon. He tried to keep an optimistic attitude but with hindsight I think he knew deep down…something is very very wrong and may not be easily fixed.
We go to the oral surgeon. She’s going to unscrew the peg tooth by hand, put in the healing abutment again and let it rest for a while. Maybe it’ll work next time. She numbs me up, unscrews the peg tooth….
And realizes the implant is still attached.
Guys, I’m not sure if you could guess, but that’s not supposed to happen. It was supposed to be solid. Unmovable. But there it is. Attached to the peg tooth. “I’ve never seen this before.”
So we made arrangements. I was going to play volleyball for YEIRIOGEV this fall, but I don’t want this to stretch out longer than necessary. I’ll do what I did with my club team, attend practices and help workout, may attend some games, but won’t play (I can’t get hit in the face).
I thought I was going to get the bone graft and the implant this past Friday. But there wasn’t enough bone to anchor the implant.
SO that means this Thanksgiving I’m going to get surgery…again…but we won’t borrow trouble from the future!
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