Implant day

Today is the day of my implant. I know what you are thinking.  No, not those kind of an implants. I am talking a Dental implant and a bone graft. I am so nervous. I am not usually a big baby but hey its my front tooth!

And be honest how would you like this done to you? I wish I didn't google this picture because I am starting to sweat.

I banged my tooth as a kid when I had braces and the nerve died. I have done many things over the years to this tooth to try and fix it. I had to have a root canal because the nerve died. In the beginning all they had to do was drill a hole in the back and bleach it. It was a hollow tooth so I had to be careful.
Next came bonding. Let me just say UGH! I think they made it so it stuck out a mile. I looked like Bugs Bunny! When I didn't like the look of that, I got a post and crown. I have never liked the crown. The color has always been off. For the post they just shaved down my tooth. When I went to the dentist, She told me the post was fractured and my last option is an implant if I don't want a bridge. For the bridge I would have to shave down two perfectly healthy teeth, not happening, so implant it is.

I had to go pick up my flipper yesterday and some medication to get me through this appointment. I
have to take 3 lorazapams an hour and a half before my appointment so that I will be more relaxed and cooperative. I am getting anxiety just thinking about it so I hope this works.  My husband has to drive me there so I can only imagine how relaxed and cooperative I will be. I just hope I will be able to sit up in the chair.

Every time I go to the Dentist, which has been a LOT since December getting prepared for this procedure, she always seems to bring up other things like "fixing one of my crowns" or  "oh this is a potential problem". Yesterday she started talking about the crown again and I looked her dead in the eye and said "I don't want to hear another word about anything, let me get this done then we will talk".
I think she was stunned but I didn't hear another word. I also told her I was going to make a Christmas ornament out of my ridiculously priced flipper. It will be the most expensive ornament on my tree. She thinks I am a comedian. I am dead serious.

The thought of doing this crossed my mind because I am just so sick of the dentist

However, I don't think I am ready to soak my teeth at night.
I also want to add that I never even had a cavity in my mouth until I had kids. I am blaming my kids for all of my dental woes. I will not admit that it may have something to do with my sea hag status.

Hopefully I will be able to work on the post I really wanted to work on today when I get home. I just cant concentrate on anything right now. Writing it under the influence may be more fun anyway. Wish me luck! I am scared!