dental issues...

Last week I had some swelling in the extraction area.  I called and scheduled an appointment for the next day.  They took a look and found I had a small infection and a bite mark.  The infection caused so swelling and I seem to have bitten the swelling making it worse.

They opened the flap from the extraction and cleaned things out as best the could and gave a a prescription for antibiotics to keep it from getting infected again prior to my treatment.

Almost a week later things still feel good...  So I am hoping it stays that way.

The only anxiety I am having right now is that something is going to push treatment back and I absolutely don't want that.  So I am hypersensitive to anything going wrong.

The appointment went well and all is on track.  First thing Monday is my mediport appointment.

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