I have decided that I HATE teeth

I am laying in bed....normally this is a good thing, a thing I look forward to all day.   Today I am disgusted with my bed.  I have been parked here since Saturday night in complete and total agony.  Two weeks ago I got a toothache.  I took a round of antibiotics and even though I hate going, I made a dentist appointment
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As a child we had the worst dentist EVER.  He would yell at you and tell you and was rough, in turn I am a dentalphobic disaster.  I have slowly been overcoming.  Until.......

I go to the dentist for my root canal...not great not terrible, I am sent home with an uncovered hole in my tooth that amazingly still hurts.   I took another week of drugs then back for the crown, only to find out we need to dig around in the canals again, and sure enough,  BANG a nerve, an unsedated non sleeping nerve sends me jumping, meanwhile lodging a dental instrument in the canal. 

Get all done and think all I need is a crown last thursday...when slowly I notice I begin resembling a chipmunk, bruises appear, I have a fever and my jaw is throbbing fiercely.  No sleeping no eating, lots of crying and it just gets worse and tomorrow morning????  I get to get the rest of a dental utensil removed, the canals stripped  YET AGAIN and then off to a specialist to save a tooth I wanted gone to begin with.    Must everything be a huge ordeal for me?  For now, I need prayers, drugs, soft pillows an icepack, hugs from kiddos and my Dave and mommy...please stop the madness ..... I say a world without teeth is a beautiful place.