When Deb came out of her first session of dental work, she was kind of shocky. By that, I mean that she knew that her mouth had been hurt even though she was still numb. Dr. Munoz works very quickly. He knows that he is damaging your mouth. It is for a good reason, but he is pulling teeth and screwing metal pins into your jawbone. And so he tries to get in, get out and be done with it. But, as Deb is a McLeod, her instinct is to rush around and do something when she is hurt. I imagine this was a survival positive instinct in the dim past. However, today it meant that she wanted to control the situation, through a mist of pain and shock.
First, I talked with Dr. Munoz to find out about pain killers and after care. Deb was trying to walk out of the office, but I knew she would wait until I joined her.
When I did join her, she wanted to walk to the pharmacy in order to get pain killers. I agreed, and stalled her until the car pulled up. She decided that we should just go directly to the hotel. I nodded, and told the driver to take us to the nearest pharmacy.
A drug store in Costa Rica is a stupid thing. They only sell drugs, and the pharmacist just takes care of that. They don't have huge displays of crap that you can buy while you wait for the pharmacist to do his job. You are not made to wait an artificial fifteen minutes because marketing people know you might buy over-priced junk out of boredom. Instead, now check out this dumb idea, you get service from a pharmacist. Of course, by dumb, I mean excellent. And by excellent, I mean that the pharmacist gave us clear instructions and did it right away.
We got the drugs, and gave her the first dose. The we took Deb back to the hotel, and I put her to bed. She was in real pain but that did finally settle down enough for her to get some sleep.
Her next session was at 9:00 am the next day.
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