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I’ve Made A Decision!

Finally, I have made a decision.  I have been talking and talking about this darn tooth that needs pulling.  I have debated about pulling it out or going through a very difficult procedure to allow for a permanent crown and the possibility that the tooth may still die.  I have talked about my intuition telling me to not go to the doctor that my biological dentist recommended to have the tooth extracted whose office is an hour away because they used to burn scented candles.  I have talked about going into an oral surgeon’s office locally to see if I could tolerate it only to spend two days in and out of bed.

I then talked about going against my gut instinct when I thought I did better after making the drive and checking out the original oral surgeon’s office.  I then talked about what happened when I decided to go against my gut and choose the first oral surgeon and he refused to work on me.

Last week I phoned the local oral surgeon’s office and spoke again with his surgical assistant.  She had originally told me the would try to accommodate me.  I decided to find out what they would be willing to do because I need to get this done so my mouth and my health can recover.  I finally got to speak with her on Friday morning while babysitting the grandbabies.

She told me that she would remove the air fresheners on Thursday.  She would allow the office to not have them Thursday and Friday and there would be no patients on Saturday or Sunday. She would not put anything back into the office until I no longer needed to see the surgeon.   She would reschedule other patients to later day appointments so that I could be a first patient and be in and out before any other patients came into the office and if necessary take me out the back door.  She would text all staff early Monday morning and remind them not to wear lotions or fragrances including the oral surgeon.  She would order whatever supplies that my biological dentist recommends be used for me.  While this is not a perfect solution as you all and I know the chemicals will still be there but at least the plug-ins won’t be spewing them into the air for a few days before I get there.  But she is willing to mitigate my exposure the best she can and try and make me as comfortable as she can.

I made the decision that this is as good as it is going to get and scheduled the appointment.  My scheduled appointment is Monday, July 29th at 8:00 a.m. PSD.  I will schedule an appointment with my acupuncturist if I can for the same day and try to get an IV scheduled for Wednesday with my ENT because he is out of the office on Tuesdays.

So my intuition was right!  This other guy out-of-town was the wrong choice.  I had no idea he would be so unwilling to accommodate my sensitivities but my gut instincts were telling me no and I tried to override them.  The whole time I had thought the local oral surgeon’s office would be the best choice but chose to ignore it because I had become ill while visiting the office when in fact his office was the one willing to work with me.  I need to trust in my intuition.  I need to trust that it is right when my brain tells me otherwise.

Have you ever gone against your intuition by listening to your brain instead of your gut?  Were you ever able to find out that your intuition was right before you went through with the wrong decision?  I would love to hear from you.

I also will be asking for some healing thoughts from you as my time gets nearer.  I have had teeth pulled before with not very good outcomes.  I had wisdom teeth pulled and dealt with horrible dry socket.  I had four teeth pulled in my 30’s to allow for braces to fix my TMJ issue.  I was given Valium through an IV while the work was performed.  I knew from my TMJ issue that Valium, even 2 mg., would leave me goofy for days but never thought anything about them using it in an IV.  The Valium didn’t leave my system and settled in my vein causing a horrible reaction and infection in my arm.  And I guess I felt more than I realized because my wedding band looked like a big D when it was all over and I had to have it put back into a circle.