Dentist, Brain Surgeon...Vet? What's the Difference?

I am a confirmed single guy now. I have crossed a threshold that only single men would even try to do. I have taken dog antibiotics.

I have numerous capped teeth on the left side of my mouth. For decades, they've held in place and have served me fine. Up until two days ago when one on the upper side started to start throbbing. Great, the cap has failed and the pulp is fighting an infection. Last night, a second one, on the bottom half started to scream it's bloody head off. I could easily trace my pulse from the throbbing on that one alone.

Huh? TWO at the same time in different places? That ain't right.

I find out the trigeminal nerve loves to do something called “referred pain” which will cause ghosts of pain to occur in teeth NOT infected. Cross wiring it is basically. I learned from various dental websites this is common. Wonderful.

Add to that, it's a holiday weekend and my dentist is probably skiing down Attitash now.

I popped Ibuprofen to ease the flashing pain. It barely touched it.

So I'm rooting around my cabinets to see if I have anything else that might work and I find a bottle from Abbott Animal hospital in Rehoboth that's prescribed to Wolfgang/German Shepherd/Owner: Ron M.

“Kefelx 500mg tablets...hmmm” I think to myself.

I've taken Cephalexin before, years ago and didn't have a reaction. So this time, I opened the capsule up, took barely 1/5 of the dust and swallowed it down. I was waiting for any whacked out drug reaction to occur. Nothing happened.

Then after two hours I popped a 500 mg capsule and hope to God it worked. Well, knocking on wood, it seems to be working well. I'll keep popping these dog drugs to murder, with NO mercy, that damned bacteria inside that tooth.

Yeah, yeah, I know...NEVER self medicate. But you see, I'm a guy...and I know everything! I've lived alone for so long that the ONLY one I rely on is myself. You learn to sew your own clothing, do your own laundry, clean the house (If the mood suits me) and a million other things you can't rely on the wife to do. Add to that a certain conclusion I reached decades ago. It's not “If you want things done right, you have to do it yourself,” it's: “If you want things done YOUR WAY, you have do it yourself.”

Oh, add to that a ridiculous independence that I can't seem to shed.

On a side note, the women I work with can sometimes act like Mother Hens and henpeck the shit out of me to do this, to do that. I know it's well meaning as single guys are notorious for blowing off advice. I can't escape NAGGING when it's for my own good I guess.

So, score another round for Single Guy Answer #34002/233.b

“When snowed in, rifle your dog's supplies in case of emergencies.”  

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