#abscess inside mouth

[dramarnathandentalcare]

How to get rid of a gum boil?

A gum boil, also known as a tooth abscess, is a serious dental illness that can cause significant pain and concern. These painful swellings, which are frequently caused by gum or tooth infections, can be stressful for many people, making it difficult to eat, speak, and practise oral hygiene. Understanding how to properly treat a gum boil is critical not just for reducing pain, but also for avoiding complications that could lead to more serious dental issues. 

In this video, we'll look at the causes of gum boils, effective home remedies, dental treatments, and preventative measures to help you regain your oral health and wellness.

For more information read the full blog here : https://www.dramarnathansdentalcare.com/how-to-get-rid-of-a-gum-boil

[avenoirzm]

disco tits

✎ one shot where leon fucks u in your kitchen (?)

cw: d in p, creampie, ooc leon soo yeah, degradation, ouch, unprotected sex, fem! reader, MDNI

You really aren’t a slut, right? And yet, the dick that’s currently bouncing off you is the reason you look like the women in those pornographic videos. As for Leon, he’s the kind of guy who rarely resorts to such things, like one-night stands; he’s just a different story.

It’s the effect of your legendary disco tits, the ones that are sprouting out of your low-cut dress right now, the ones he has been staring at blatantly. Thank God, Leon feels deeply indebted that women don’t wear bras under such beautiful dresses.

Onto the scenery.

Your panties are already on the floor; who gives a fuck? Leon can’t keep his hands to himself and clutches your right tit. Crushingly like nails and all. The other one bounces on its own.

“Look at you, so proud, huh? Pretty little slut.” Leon praises, well, grunts—no doubt he’s praising. Debauched as hell, no place in the heaven if there’s a heaven.

He has to be praising, hopefully. You’ll be the judge of that, just do it later. Now, you’re quite busy.

Your legs are wrapped loosely around his waist, and your back is on the verge of a nasty twist on your kitchen island. Implicitly, you trust him; you just know that he won’t slip you down. Have you seen this guy? The master of manhandling.

Your thighs are deliciously spread apart so that Leon can shove his cock almost out of your dripping cunt, plush pussy lips beyond stretched out. He’s holding back a smirk as you give out the most succulent whimper. Your beautiful voice is so tangy that it sends goosebumps down his spine as he fills you. You swear you can fucking see all the colors behind your blurred vision and closed eyes—the complexity of a giant rainbow whenever the tip eases inside your abscessed cervix. Maybe you should ditch the work for tomorrow since there’s no way you’re going to be working your ass off after this shit.

“This dress is made for me, for me, fuck — to watch ’em tits — too tight, shit!” Curses fly out of his mouth; no self-control. He’s fucking the most beautiful girl in the world in her kitchen, on your razed countertop, your cervix long gone, his condolences.

His thrusts are practically jostling your insides with every millisecond; yes, again with no fucking control. He knows you’re close—the stunned look on your face and the saliva glistening down from your mouth should be enough. So, Leon releases your tit and rubs your fat bud with the pad of his thumb until your nerves are frayed, leaving you crimped.

You can’t help it; you’re drizzling his cock with your own juices and swathe it so warmly that he feels thoughtful enough to consult you, albeit his normal pull-out game is shit. He’s so damn close. How could he not? What a pussy you have; he can’t stop admiring while he’s fucking. 

“Where? In your mouth or—” You disturb his query. It’s so stupid. 

“Inside! Cum... inside.” All night long, it’s the only sound you’ve made other than whimpering and whining—a high-pitched request, a necessity. Neither of you is sober enough to think about what happens next and doesn’t take long to get what you want. Leon’s watching with bated breath as your sweet pussy encases in his own gleaming cum, thick and warm.

He still won’t pull it out, though; he loves and adores your cunt as he languidly and persistently moves his hips, fucking and shoving back the residue of cum through your wasted slit. He just needs to feel more, to keep you a while ’cause you’re beautifully slick; you’re written by his mess.

He really did it; his narcissism is through the roof. He fucked you so hard that bits and pieces of your brain melted out of your flushed and ringing ears. Makes him proud; he’d be a fool to lie, infringing Pinocchio himself to live with a longer dick. And his dick is already long, mind you. 

“Good girl, what a good fucking work and pussy.” One of the few words he says minutes before he leaves your house, not that you can catch it in your hazy reverie as you’re still pining away, leaking on the counter like the dumb-fucked fool you are. At least you got his name and number... oh! Plus, his boxers laying next to your panties. Well, a start is a start, you suppose. 

[corazondebeskar-reads]

of rage and ruin - chapter three

of rage and ruin series

chapter three

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werewolf!alpha!Joel Miller x f!omega!reader

word count: 3.3k

summary: you cannot escape the call of the moon.

chapter warnings: dark, dead dove do not eat, a/b/o, alpha/omega dynamics, omegaverse, captivity, canon-typical violence, genre-typical violence, horror themes, graphic violence, allusions to/threats of torture, abuse by captors (not by either joel or reader), depiction of injury, body horror, typical raider/hunter behavior, mention of cordyceps, angst, viewer discretion is advised, menstruation, slow burn

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dividers by @saradika-graphics

Joel knows he’s a coward. He knows he’s making your life harder by staying wolfed out. 

But the thing is, he just can’t be fucked to care. He wants to. He wants to want to, anyway. But he didn’t ask to suddenly be responsible for the emotional well-being of some random fucking omega.

He was pretty sure there was no right move, anyway. You’re scared of him; you’re scared of the wolf. You’re scared. 

As you should be.

Not of him, no, but of this life. This life that has been his reality for the last three years. Now it’s yours, too. 

And fuck, if that thought doesn’t make his stomach clench and his chest draw tight. You don’t deserve this. He, arguably, deserves some of it. But not you. 

No, not you. He can tell. He can tell you’re so soft, on the outside and the inside. Not soft in the way that you’d give easily beneath his teeth, though that’s true as well. But too fucking soft to have been living in the goddamn apocalypse, let alone here. With him.

Here, which, as far as he can tell, is an abandoned high school turned raider camp. There are a lot more of them than he ever sees. Certainly, they all know about the beast in the belly of their home, but it’s only ever the same small group that takes him out or comes down into the sublevel. 

They’ve taken you away again. After his failed attempt at playing human, you’d stayed curled and cold in your cage for a day, and then they swept you off again to the room across the hall.

He tries, oh, he tries to ignore you. To forget that you’re there, that you’re so close, that the concrete cannot keep your scent from him or the throb of your heart or the salt of your sweat from the air. 

He fails miserably, of course. Strokes his cock daily, sometimes twice, to the sweet smell of you, to the way your pulse races when you hear the wet, sloppy sounds of his seed splattering against the drain. The way your own slick spreads and leaves him salivating. 

Until, one day, it doesn’t. One day, as the moon lazily waxes, drawing more and more of the wolf out to play, he wakes up to a new wave of sharp metal, and your essence is cut with a flood of bitter salt, not unlike the time last winter when one of his molars cracked and the abscess burst and he had to let them pull it from his mouth without giving into the urge to snap down around the bony wrist and condemn himself to death by dental infection. 

You’re woken by your new least favorite sound—the haunting howl of your neighbor. The timbre usually fills you with terror, but today, oh fuck, today, you can’t fucking take it.

You groan, crawling out from where you’d been curled up under the bench that had been protecting you from the horrible fluorescent lights. It did nothing for the ache in your lower back, or the ache in your neck, or the ache, well, everywhere. 

And you feel it. Hot and sticky. Not that you’re surprised, given the state of the rest of your body. Before you can muster up the will to care, the room spins, the tug in your navel moves up, and last night’s broth ends up back in the bowl it came in. Mostly. 

The howl comes again, longer, seemingly endless. At least, until you groan again and mutter, “shut up.” 

He does.

You freeze.

“Can you hear me?” you say just as quietly.

There’s a quiet whine.

“Holy shit.” 

You feel a fresh gush of heat between your thighs, and he howls in a way you can only call mournful. 

You ignore him in favor of figuring something out. There’s no good option in this room. You pull down your soiled panties and set them on the ground to sit, leaning up against the frigid tile wall in a corner where, hopefully, some of your dignity will be maintained when they come in and out with food. 

He howls a little more insistently this time.

“Look, please stop. I have such a fucking migraine,” you whisper with your head in your hands. 

He falls quiet and stays that way for a while. It takes you an embarrassingly long time to put two and two together, but he whines or howls each time fresh blood leaks out.

When it hits you, you freeze, heart scattering as you first assume that his noises are hungry. Once you calm, though, you know, somehow, that isn’t the case. Something—and you really don’t want to think too hard about it—tells you it’s concern. 

“Can you smell it?” you ask hesitantly.

He whines again, and you hear just the slightest change in his pitch and inflection. 

You’ve got to be fucking losing your mind. You’re talking to a wolf. 

Only… you’re not, really. Right? Unless you hallucinated it in fear-borne delirium, he was a man for about ten minutes. 

A man who said he wouldn’t hurt you.

Yeah, right. 

He whines again softly, and you scowl.

“It’s my period,” you say, feeling stupider by the minute. 

But he makes a loud huff of a sigh, and then the room across the hall goes quiet.

When they bring you back to the cage, there’s no man. Not a hint of him. Only the wolf. And they’ve tired of acclimating you, of letting you cower in the corner of the cage. 

With delicate gloved hands (who the fuck manicures their nails in the apocalypse, Cheryl!?), your rope is swapped for a shiny pair of handcuffs, the chain of which is clipped to the front of the cage. You’re stuck on your knees, hands in front of you. 

You consider clasping them and praying to your new lunar goddess for mercy. But there won’t be any. She can’t control her change any more than he can control his. 

You’re all beholden to your nature, now. 

He notices immediately, stalking over on all fours, ambling with his back hunched and teeth bared.

You flinch and close your eyes just before he slobbers on your wrist.

When you force yourself to look, you find him crouched, snout shoved up to the bars, and the long coil of his tongue flopped out. He’s lapping at the raw rope burn, and even though it’s wet and thick and disgusting, you don’t hate it. 

There’s something almost soothing about it. His saliva is a cool balm on the inflamed flesh.

So you just stare. He doesn’t stare back, though. His murky eyes stay fixed on the wounds, and he growls in warning when you shift almost out of his reach. 

So you hold still, a tugging in your sternum urging you to sit. Stay. Obey. 

Later, you’d think about how unnaturally natural it all felt. The way he seemed to lasso you in with those big brown eyes and the way you fell silent when he growled. The way your body moved as if through water back into his reach. 

The way you sit still for hours and let a creature more monster than man taste you in a way that should not be intimate, and yet, the slick pooling between your legs seems to disagree. The rough slip of his tongue on your raw flesh, the pleasant tingle his saliva leaves behind—it sits just on the right side of painful, the slight sting and then cooling relief stirring feelings you’ve been trying so hard to ignore. 

His eyes go as black as a cove whose lighthouse has long burnt out. And as the smallest whimper of a moan slips from your lips, you dash yourself upon the rocky cliffside. 

There’s one moment where you think he’s going to follow you into the depths. One long, fertile moment that’s over in a flash despite the way it gives him time to chew you up and spit you out. 

He’s on the other side of the room before you know it, blinking stupidly with your mouth hanging open. 

Oh, god. You can’t even turn your back and hide your face, cuffed as you are. He takes pity and doesn’t look at you. 

Tommy Miller had seen a lot of shit in his life. Between his stint overseas, his tendency to stick his head into dangerous situations, and the fucking apocalypse, he’s seen—and done—terrifying and disturbing things. 

Watching his brother turn into a storybook monster? Well, that takes the spot of the second worst thing he’s ever had to remember. 

Laura, the woman in the woods, the woman he’d made a widow, had warned them. The turn, she said, would never be easy. But the first time? The first time would break anyone’s heart.

There was no way to know how he’d be. Some of the alphas, she’d whispered, lost themselves. The wolf was stronger and drowned the man. 

Tommy wasn’t worried about that. Not with Joel.

No, it would have been better, maybe. There was a chance he wouldn’t have remembered it, wouldn't have remembered the agony and fear, had he been buried in his own body for the night. 

They’d chained him up in Laura’s basement. Tess had gone back into the QZ, keeping up with deals they had to deliver on. So Tommy was alone in the mildew with his big brother manacled to the cement wall. 

That was hard enough. 

As the sun set and the moon rose, fat and ethereal, Joel whimpered. 

Tommy set down the shotgun to get up.

“Don’t,” Joel snapped. “Do not put down that fuckin’ gun.”

“Jesus,” Tommy sighed and sat back down. He should have known his martyr of a brother was about to go off on a self-sacrificing soliloquy, but somehow, he was still caught off guard when Joel spoke again.

“I mean it, Tommy. First sign this isn’t going to hold me, you shoot,” Joel was saying when Tommy realized what he was going on about.

“Oh, shut up, Joel,” he groaned.

Joel was not going to shut up, actually, until that choice was taken away from him. The first in a lifetime of so many choices that would fall away, slip from his grasp and leave him tethered to someone else’s will. 

Something snapped inside of him. It burned like a motherfucker, and he grunted. Tommy made to stand up again, brows creased, and a hand outstretched, but when Joel tried to scold him, the only sound was a snarl. Ferocious and rough, with teeth too big and a crinkling, stretching snout. 

Tommy’s scent spiked sharp, and Joel won. His instincts tamped down the wolf’s aggression. He may as well have been staked in the heart for putting that fear on his brother’s face. 

When his limbs were done stretching, his spine snapping, his—oh, lord— his hair growing, he settled on four legs. 

Mine, he thought vaguely when he looked at Tommy, blinking his shiny brown eyes at the small man and ignoring him. He was too distracted by the thunderous mutiny of his achingly empty stomach. His eyes flicked once again to Tommy, who looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

“I’m not gonna be very tasty,” Tommy said wryly.

The monstrosity that was his brother, now, snorted and rolled its eyes. Tommy couldn’t stop it, couldn’t swallow down the laugh that bubbled up. It was a little unsteady, maybe, but he felt he was entitled to a little hysteria, given the circumstances.

“You can understand me,” he said. 

The creature stared at him blankly. It was like he could hear Joel saying no shit. 

Tommy scratched the back of his neck and took in the full, grotesque thing before him. “It’s fuckin’ weird, man.”

And that was it. It was that easy. 

As long as Tommy was around, Joel was still Joel, even when he was the Wolf. They were one symbiotic creature balanced on the pillar of their baby brother, guided by the inherent protective instincts that drove both man and beast. 

But he still wouldn’t return to Boston. Wouldn’t risk it, wouldn’t play games with Tess’ life. He wished he could say it had been to protect all the innocent people around him, but he had long since been that kind of man and was even less so, now that he wasn’t really a man. (This was a sentiment Tommy took issue with, but Joel had always been his own worst critic.) 

It would have been easy, he thought, to slip into place at Laura’s. To fill the gap they left behind that night. To soak in her sweet scent and raise another man’s children as his own. But easy didn’t matter, and in the end, he returned to the little cabin in the woods where Tess and Tommy would cycle in and out with the ebb and flow of the trades. He kept to himself, he kept quiet, and he kept his killing to the creatures of the forest (okay, and the stray raider, but really, that wasn’t so different than his life before). 

And then they came for him.

When you are returned to the cell, your cage is missing. It’s gone. There’s just an empty rectangle of dirt outlining where it used to live, like a flag. An abandoned roadside sign. No safe haven.  

The lackey, a Jim Morrison lookalike—if Jim Morrison had survived the apocalypse, shaved his head, and never skipped leg day—shoves you into the room with no kindness, watching as you stumble and catch yourself on the wall. The door clangs and clicks, chased by the clunky thump of the heavy bolt, and you look around in bewilderment. 

It’s empty. For now. 

They didn’t even leave your little fucked up mattress, so the only place to sit that isn’t the dirty, broken floor is his bed. And there’s no way in hell. You’re not fucking stupid. He’s superpowered and something of a man, but he’s still a territorial creature. 

Also. With the amount that he jerks off, you can only imagine the mattress has the qualities of a saturated sponge and would ooze if you put pressure on it. Unfortunately, this mental image doesn’t trigger your gag reflex but instead a horrible intrusive thought. 

You want to roll around on it. You want to kneel down on his mattress with your ass in the air and your face pressed in to suffocate yourself with his rich scent. It gnaws at your spine like a dog with a bone. 

Ouch. Too apt a metaphor. You retreat to the corner that formerly held your cage and sit with your back against the wall and knees drawn up, like you’re still trying to fit in its invisible confines. 

When the door opens again, you stop breathing. But it’s not the monster that enters. 

It’s the man. 

His only response to what Cheryl is saying is a nasty sneer; his lip curled enough to expose a much blunter canine than you’re used to seeing him sport. He knows you’re there, of course. But he doesn’t look at you; just scrubs a hand over his beard as the door shuts behind him.

You resume drawing shallow breaths, as if afraid to startle him with too sharp a sound. But the tension in his corded muscles tells you he’s already on edge, waiting. Waiting for you to do something. Anything. 

It’s the first real look at him you have, terrified as you were before. His nose twitches like he’s about to sneeze, and you realize with no small horror that the sticky slick is leaking from your core again. 

Your traitorous body doesn’t care that he’s terrifying most of the time. Because right now? Oh, right now… 

He’s still dripping from being hosed off, his dark hair slicked back and eyes shining under the sickening fluorescent lights. His body is solid— heavy. You think about how it’d feel pressing down on you, and another gush of fluid has your cheeks burning. 

He’s thick and veiny and covered in hair—and you haven’t even looked at his cock, yet. There’s a soft layer of fat over his abdomen, betraying the relative safety he lives in despite the constant danger. You kind of want to lick it, to trace your tongue up the path of hair to his chest.

You very carefully do not look at his cock, but as you’re taking in the breadth of his meaty thighs, he turns just so, and you get an eyeful of it anyway.

You’d like to get more than an eyeful.

Oh, Jesus. What the hell is wrong with you?

He sits down on his ass on the mattress and pulls the sad excuse for a pillow over his lap. “Didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable,” he grunts. “Not used to havin’ a stranger around.”

You stare. You hadn’t expected him to talk to you, given how well it went last time. Why aren’t you more afraid? Why aren’t you hyperventilating, crying, pissing yourself in terror? 

Somehow, you believed him last time. And you do now, when he repeats it. 

“Ain’t gonna hurt ya,” he says quietly. 

And all you can do is stare. Finally, you wrench your gaze away and stare down at the ground. He’s staring at the wall, both of you trying to give the other a sense of privacy that simply does not exist here. 

You know his eyes lingered for just a moment on your breasts, where the frigid air of the sublevel has your nipples hardened and pushing against the thin sports bra. He dragged his eyes away like it hurt not to look.

“Okay,” you say after it becomes clear he’s waiting for a response. 

“Alright,” he says, just as gruffly. 

The silence is humid, sliding sticky across your skin. You try not to look at the naked man across the room, but you can’t quite keep your eyes to yourself. “So… what are you?” you finally ask, wincing as you do. What a dumb fucking thing to ask.

“I’m an alpha,” he says, like it was a dumb fucking thing to have been asked. 

“Cool,” you say quietly. “That clears up absolutely nothing,” you mutter, forgetting that he can apparently hear you across the hall and through two steel doors, so the little room isn’t likely to be an issue.

He raises an eyebrow. “Whoever bit you didn’t tell you anything, huh?”

“Whoever bit me? ” 

He pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs, which you think is a little rude, actually. “Yeah, you know. With teeth.” He pauses. “Wait. You’re from one of the test groups, ain’t’cha?”

“You mean the vaccine tests? Yeah.” 

“Nobody told you what it means? Any of it?” 

“I’ve heard people say alpha before,” you say defensively, even though you know you’re defenseless. “And I’m an omega, or whatever.”

“Yeah, that’s about right,” he said. He scratches his beard again and regards you. “Shit, so you really don’t know a damn thing, do ya?” 

You burn hot. “Guess not.” 

“Ain’t your fault,” he says with a lackadaisical wave of his hand. But he doesn’t offer any explanations, either. 

Great. Glad we had this talk. You keep your thoughts to yourself this time and clam up otherwise, resting your head where your arms are folded on your knees. The air is chilly where the slick is drying on your panties, and you shiver a little.

“You’re cold,” he says, his brows pinched together and disdain in his eyes.

“No shit,” you mutter.

He sighs. “Thought you’d run hot, too.”

“Thought you knew everything.”

He rolls his eyes and then heaves a weary sigh, as if your ignorance is a burden he must bear. “Fine. I’ll tell ya what I know. What do you want to know first?”

“How about your name?” You raise your eyebrow. 

His head jerks back a little, eyes widening by a few degrees, before relaxing almost imperceptibly. He takes a moment, an uncomfortably long moment, where his eyes narrow and one corner of his lips twists. Like it hurts him, somehow, to think about.

“It’s… Joel.” 

next chapter

[deluxewhump]

Carlo’s Letters: Absalom (unsent)

CW: self harm, disordered and restrictive eating

January 2020

I know you think anything that draws blood is girlish and pitiful.

So sometimes I play a game with a boxcutter that makes me feel less responsible for when the blade nicks me. Still, afterward, I see my palms and arms shallowly slit up as if with cat scratches and I think, this is pathetic. Self pity, you called it. The worst thing in the world.

That’s the worst thing in the world, I quote under my breath as I toss the metal handle up so it spins in the air and I catch it on the way down. When I catch it blade first, the pain of it jolts through me like a small electric shock. It fades quickly but it releases pressure, like a dental instrument cutting into an abscessed gum. When the blade doesn’t nip me, I have to say it again, your condemnation of my self-pity. That’s the worst thing in the world.

I do this on my new master’s back patio, a half circle of stone tiles with wicker furniture and Adirondack chairs that are covered in frost half the day since the sun doesn’t hit this spot in winter. We’re up in the hills and there is truly no one out here, just the far away line of trees like druids with beards of virginal snow, the calls of chickadees and the chatter of squirrels. I see deer all the time in the yard. I watched the babies get bigger and lose their white spots. I know when I can’t stand the cold anymore because my fingers will get stiff and whitish-purple and I’ll just drop the stupid boxcutter altogether. Then it’s time to go inside and the self-pity ritual ends.

To avoid the shame of the boxcutter, I can also choose not to eat during the day. I eat with Max at night usually, and I don’t want him to notice, so I keep doing that. But I don’t have to eat all day. It’s better this way, because I can keep doing it for longer. If I stopped altogether the ruse would be up pretty quickly. But one meal a day? That’s perfect. The first week or so I feel physical hunger, but that fades. I get a sense of sharpness that I like. It feels like I’ve taken a stimulant.

I get dizzy when I stand up fast, but I don’t black out. I still eat once a day, so it’s not that bad. And it makes eating way more pleasurable. Anything at all tastes incredible. My mouth waters from the smell alone. I notice textures as if I’ve never eaten them before. I swear I can feel my blood sugar rising, and when it plateaus later. I always leave some on my plate so Max doesn’t think I’m hungry, even if I want to finish it. Im not sure what he’d say, but I hate his disappointment. More than I hated yours. Sometimes I flirted with your disappointment just to get your eyes on me, to get you to look at me at all. His feels different.

I’m hungry when I go to bed at night even just a few hours later, but it doesn’t keep me awake. I’m in control of it. It keeps me company. Like a dog at my feet.

I’ll stop if I get too skinny again. I know you don’t think I will but I will. I don’t know if I ever fully realized this until the day I saw you on tv with your lawyers, coming out of a Baltimore courthouse as if it were a O&H shareholder meeting, but you’re not omniscient. We don’t have telepathy. You don’t know everything. It’s not about that anyway, it’s about feeling the way I need to feel so I don’t lose my mind. And I can’t cut my hands to ribbons, so I do this for a few months instead.

It thrills me that you can’t take my face in your hands and use your quietest, calmest voice to bully me, or force me, or even sweet-talk me into submission. Sometimes I think of the fact that you can’t even leave your cell without permission and I laugh out loud. You and your cabal of colleagues, workers, hired help, house-call doctors. It was all so tight under your rotten fucking thumb.

(Unsigned)

[annaberunoyume]

Wally's new powers (Naga!Wally Darling x GN! Reader)

MY VERY FIRST WELCOME HOME FANFIC! I hope you enjoy! 😁

Wally's new powers (Naga!Wally Darling x GN! Reader)

(Sequel: https://www.tumblr.com/annaberunoyume/714038926701101056/sleepy-tight-hugs-in-the-night-nagawally?source=share)

It had started small. In the Neighbourhood, Wally was his usual, cheery self. Only, this morning, his legs seemed more sluggish than usual. They seemed like they did not want to obey Wally and would rather stay in bed. And they felt rather warm. Wally still went about his day.

Later on, when Julie told a particularly good joke, Wally chuckled, but for some reason, he lisped. Almost like a hiss. Perhaps was it an abscess or a button on the tongue. Odd...Wally did not feel anything in his mouth.

In the late afternoon, when the sun was slowly beginning to fade, he was dreaming about his secret crush, Y/N. The mere thought of them made Wally drift into amorous thoughts and utterly forget Barnaby in front of him... His reveries were so powerful that rings of colours seems to filter through his eyes...

''Wally? Wally? What are....yooou...dooo...?''

''Huh, what is it, Barnaby? Barnaby?''

Wally looked, incredulous. Barnaby was still as a statue, arms sagged on each side of his torso and his mouth ajar. But that wasn't the surprise. The surprise was...those rings of green, dark green, purple, yellow and some shades of orange. Round and round like a carrousel. Wally began to feel afraid...

''Barnaby....Barnaby! Please, wake up!'', he waved his hand before him,

But the tall, chunky dog did not stir. Wally shook his shoulders, nothing. Wally even gently slapped his cheeks, nothing. Panic started to creep in. But then...His legs felt like over-cooked noodles. He collapsed. Panting, Wally looked down. Since he was wearing shorts (for the hot day), he could see, to his fright, his legs being slowly but steadily covered in the same coloured stripes he saw in Barnaby's eyes. And try as he might, he could not get up, it was as if his legs were lead. With colossal willpower and adrenaline, he managed to limp his way, towards Home...

(TIMESKIP)

Y/N was quietly reading a book when their (favourite colour) telephone rang. They picked up.

''Hello?''

''Oh, thank Henson! I need your help, dear!'', a barely composed, familiar voice, answered. Y/N smirked at how Wally was ever so polite, even in crisis.

''What's the matter, Wally?''

''It's...It's my legs! They hurt and I can't move them!'', they could hear Home creak, squeak and bang in alarm.

Y/N gasped, ''Say no more, I'm on my way! Hang on!'', they slammed the telephone and dashed like the wind towards Wally's Home...

(A LITTLE LATER)

Y/N knocked.

''Wally? (knock knock) Are you in here?'', for an answer, Home opened herself to Y/N. As soon as they were inside, they were shocked to see Home protectively craddling Wally in her goo. Said goo wrapped around his legs... They gently approach the curled up yellow puppet man and gently stroked his shoulder.

Wally looked up, in tears, ''What's the matter with me? They hurt so much...They're burning and stretching....Help me....'' he said miserably.

''Will you let me see it?''

He nodded. Home gently lifted a tad her gooey, dark veil...And to Y/N's stupor...Wally's legs were shortless, melted together, with stripes of many colours, like the legs of an unfortunate wax doll left in the sun. Wally's breath quivered and he sniffed.

''P-Please, Y/N...Make it stop...''

''I don't know how....But...It seems to be growing...into a tail...'', unsured of what to do, Y/N gently ran her left hand in Wally's thick, blue hair, shushing him. The tearful puppet man wrapped his right hand around Y/N's left cheek and sniffed, closing his eyes and nestling his nose into their neck...He tried to calm his breathing and found that it lessen the pain, the calmer he was.

Meanwhile, the legs kept gently growing like a thick vine, creaking and making an almost boiling sound...Getting longer...and longer...and longer...Its stripes glowed darker in its colours and neatly settled for bright, warm cozy hues....Wally breathed in and out...In...And out...In...And out...enjoying, despite himself, the sweet fragrant of Y/N.

''Ssssh...Breathe,Wally...Breathe...You're safe...I'm here...Sssh...''

'' (Breathy, calm sigh)''

Wally couldn't help but smile, despite his predicament. His crush was here and he had never been closer to them. He was so grateful to them for coming so quickly...And holding him and soothing him...He hummed and slowly opened his eyes...

''Hum, Wally?''

''Yes, dear?''

''Your...Your eeyes...'', Y/N felt their mind melting like ice-cream. They still managed to take their pocket mirror and open it for him. He gasped. In his eyes danced rings of many enthralling warm hues...Like a kaleidoscope. He touched his cheeks...How could he stop it? Wait...Was it these that froze Barnaby?

''How...What?...''

Y/N shook their head, awake again. Thankfully, somehow Wally's eyes returned to normal.

''I think I know what happened to you. By some magic, you turned into a naga.''

''Naga?''

''Half man, half snake. And it seems you can hypnotize, too. Good thing I had my mirror handy.''

Wally's mouth was ajar. So...he was stuck like this? And he would enchant his friends like this, forevermore? He suddenly realised what that entailed...He sighed, shuddering and burried his head into his arms, tail huddling close to his frame.

''I don't want to be a naga. What will I do, what will become of me?'', he sniffed.

''I wish I knew, Wally...'', but then, Y/N brightened a little, ''But, you know...I've always loved nagas.''

''You have?''

''Yes...And now that I look...'' they said, getting up and walking a few steps to admire it, ''These colours really suits you.''

Wally dried his eyes and began to smile. It did look pretty, like his painting palette. He lowered his hands on the floor and pushed himself up. Amazingly, his tail did not feel like lead and did not ache anymore. It was big, but agile. He was up, again! He experienced and was in wonder at how easily it moved to his liking. He even chuckled with a hiss.

''And besides, perhaps you can learn to control your eyes.''

Wally nodded, still focused on his tail, ''And I bet this tail gives the best hugs...'', his smile suddenly turned devious, ''Huh? What are you-'', started Y/N, but they were caught by coils and lifted in the air.

''Hahaha, gotcha!'', he said in a mock-evil voice, but then realised what he did, blushing.

''Ah-I'm sorry...I didn't mean to-''

''Ah, no, it's okay, your tail is in fact pretty comfy.'' reassured Y/N. They hummed and nuzzled it.

''Almost like plush.''

Wally gasped quietly, his cheeks now reddish-orange. They...they complimented him...And they hugged him...He felt...He felt...

''Wally?...You okay?''

Wally said nothing, but gently, gently lowered them to their eye level...He smiled shyly at them and gently tightened his tail around their body...Like a warm hug...

''Are you keeping me safe? Am I your treasure?'', cooed Y/N, understanding Wally's feelings immediatly.

''Yesss...'', his eyes half-closed dreamily, ''I wanted to confess it to you...'' , his yellow lips ghosted Y/N's...

''For ssso long...''

They finally shared a kiss. He stroked their cheeks tenderly and coiled around them even more...

Home had to contain a creak of fangirling...Then she purposely closed her eyes to let you two be...

THE END

GIF above found here: http://clipart-library.com/clipart/AcbrpXjgi.htm

[definitelynotshouting]

yeah have some uhhhhhh fuckin,, 4am angst from last night lmfao

tw: suicide and death mentions (canonical ending of 3rd life)

So he tries again. "Scar," he says, "I killed you."

Scar blinks. "I mean– yeah, I heard you the first time, but, uh... why is that a big deal, again?"

Grian stares up at him. Trembles. In the absence of the sheets and Scar's body, he is very, very cold. He's unsure how to take this icy pit at the core of him and shove it into Scar's hands, so he can look, so he can see the creeping abscess within.

"Scar–" he tries, then breaks off, chewing the inside of his cheek. "Scar, I– I thought– you really don't remember anything?"

Scar's smile is strained at the corners. "Nope, sorry. Believe me, I've tried, but–" he raps his knuckles against his forehead– "there's nothing up here in the ol' noggin that knows what you're talking about."

Grian falls silent, and Scar falls silent too, and between them that yawning chasm widens another perilous inch.

Grian takes in a deep, juddering breath. "I didn't remember anything either. From– from Hermitcraft."

A visible ripple of tension runs through Scar's body. "Wait, really?"

"Yeah." Grian's throat is dry. "None of us did. We didn't... I knew I knew you, and I knew we– that we'd played games together before, but... not like this one. Not so... permanent."

There. That's the word he's looking for, wrenched from his throat and held out in bloody palms like an offering. Permanence.

Copper floods his mouth; he's bitten through his own cheek, and Scar catches his wince. "You okay, G–?" he starts, but Grian just shakes his head, cuts him off.

"Scar, when I killed you, I thought it was permanent. I thought you–" he chokes on it, just a bit. Punches through the knot tying up his throat. "I thought you were gone forever."

Then, succinct: "I jumped."

[daylillie]

If anyone is tired of hearing me bitch about OCD yet, I don't care because I'm forever wanting to mentally slap the "I'm so OCD" people in the face. Along with anyone who thinks it's fun or trendy to fake a mental illness for views or knowingly spread misinformation. It keeps the real sufferers from seeking help and they truly don't understand what severe OCD looks like.

Example:

I hit my breaking point today. I really don't know how I'll move past this. I have a Body Focused Repetitive Behavior (think hair pulling and skin picking) where I run my tongue on my gums. I guess it softened my gum in that spot. Before anyone thinks "just stop doing it", BFRBs usually don't go away easily.

So, I was eating chips and I thought a chip got lodged into my gum. Not a big deal, but OCD makes it one. Again, "just stop" doesn't work. No matter what I do, I will keep thinking there's a chip in my gum. I flossed the same tooth over and over. I kept going back to brush my teeth. I wasn't terrified yet, mostly extremely annoyed. My gums were irritated by now.

Here's what a lot of people don't understand either. OCD can slowly build. It's not always immediately horrific. It can start off as a normal "a chip stabbed my gum" (most everyone's been stabbed by a chip or had a popcorn kernel in-between their teeth) thought. This was over the course of three days. Sometimes, the person experiencing it won't realize what's happening until they're knee deep (in my case neck deep).

So, two days of this before I had an intrusive thought "If you don't get the chip out it will move further into your gum and you'll get a tooth infection."

I started picking at it. I flossed more aggressively. At this point it's overly obsessive. It's urgent. It's all-consuming. It's the only thing I can think about.

I googled tooth infection and what can happen. Not super distressing until I'm in the rabbit hole of research.

Intrusive thought "What if the chip is already lodged too deep? What if it erodes your tooth?"

There was no stopping it. I cut my gum. I dug inside it with a tool. I stopped the bleeding. It was late. Eventually, I fell asleep from sheer exhaustion and woke up this morning in (shocking) severe pain.

Argued with myself about going to work but I can't take off anymore time for OCD, I've taken too much. Yeah, I know ADA is a thing, but I don't want a lawsuit situation.

We also won't get into how hard it is to make an emergency dentist appointment where I live and not wanting to be at the ER for twelve plus hours. Also, OCD comes with a lot of shame so "I mutilated my mouth because I think a chip is in my gum" is not ER worthy to me. Plus, insurance. No insurance. Money etc.

The pain got worse at work. It spread to my neck. My lymph nodes were swollen. I had a massive headache. I was still doing my BFRB which gets worse with stress. It didn't help that I visited relatives who tested positive for covid. Then I felt like I couldn't breath (cue somatic OCD). I could barely open my mouth or move my tongue without wanting to cry.

I googled tooth abscess from injury.

Intrusive thought "What if you already have an infection? Can it spread to your brain in days? Hours? Is it covid or a tooth infection? You should probably go to the doctor."

Google. Google. Google. Google.

Somehow made it to near the end of my shift. Google again.

Intrusive thought "What if it's really bad? What if you become septic? WHAT IF YOU DIE IN YOUR SLEEP TONIGHT?! GO TO THE DOCTOR."

Made it within ten minutes of closing. Covid negative. Extreme guilt for making the doctors stay late. The damage I did to my gum was bad. I broke down about my OCD. They prescribed me medicine which I hate (iykyk), but I'll take it if it means I get any sort of relief.

Long story short, I was also given antibiotics...to prevent developing a tooth infection...which would have never happened if I didn't obsess over the fear of developing a tooth infection.

Remind me again why anyone wants this? I'm drinking smoothies and soup from a straw until it heals. And when it does heal, I have a fear of anything solid getting into my gum now. I don't want to eat. How is this quirky???

I'm pissed. I'm angry. I want to die (lucky for me I won't because my fear of dying). But you can research the suicide rates. Fuck OCD.

Also, if you do have a certain view, it's not too late to educate yourself about any mental illness, neurodevelopmental disorders, personality disorders. Even if you're already on the band wagon. It's okay to say I was wrong (I've done it before).

[what-the-fuck-khr]

just opened my mouth to look at my tooth to see how swollen it is inside my mouth and uh. my fucking tongue. is… greenish…? so anyways yeah there’s definitely gotta be an infected tooth or abscess in there somewhere because I swear it wasn’t that colour fucking yesterday what the fuck

[halloweeneyes2018]

I can’t stand it here Those bright flowers are like festering wounds, skin split open from an accident or rage. That little garden, not even that immaculate garden can cheer me. Halfway houses are an abscess, they say with open eyes, closed mouths.

We all swallow cigarettes in a doorless wood shack wanting nothing and questioning everything we all eat their meat with no choices expecting nothing and restraining all questions

There is ceiling plaster in my eyes (more paint) and there are unhammered nails on my feet (more pain)

My roommate has seizures almost every night, hitting her head against a floor, convulsing, incoherent She’s staring eyes rolling backward

The nurses laugh They all do in places like this The caseworkers, the secretaries, the assistants - except for one.

When he’s here I do not see I do not speak And I do not hear directions, a word or a voice. just his like a bell, clear and untarnished. my nose burns you know, that burn, before you cry and can’t stop even if you tilt your head up to suck the tears back in but no, they say we’re spilling anyway gathering on my lashes rivers of salt

I assume he doesn’t care for me much. After I informed him (you’re the most beautiful human being I’ve ever seen) I want to say that this hole’s a castle when he’s inside it. that his bluebell eyes are like glistening, glowing skies of heavens, celestial utopia reflecting, changing like the seasons (tranquil, fire, colorful, glacier) holding me captive.

no wings are sprouting in this cocoon.

I drink NyQuil twice a week and lose my mind, lose it quietly at night eyes are opal moons lowered to a floor as the floral walls swirl so they won’t notice I’m high

Only my roommate knows and she leaves, kicked out by the officials My next roommate knows too. She’s a speed addict, stuffs every number from every sleaze in her bra. We go away to smoke pot under the freeway I see our bland skyline I see our distant city, depressed while laughing

Later there’s a ribbon around my neck I failed and I drowned in the shower and the water flooded the floor I’m out the door now Vociferating rage into the air Doves cry on the ambulance I am saved

by Vivica Salem

[theretirementstory]

Bonjour et bienvenue on this the last Sunday in November! Here in Bar-sur-Aube the temperature is 7c and we are due rain! That’s fine for me as I have inside jobs to be done today……dusting, polishing and cooking are just some of the delights in store!!

So, how was your week? Mine has been hectic, worrying, happy and some sadness in their too I think.

It started with my granddaughter having to spend a night and morning in hospital (with “The Daddy”) as she has had croup. Then it was the two hour journey to the hospital for my MRI scan. It was due at 6pm but it was 7.15pm before I entered the machine (there was a problem with it). When I exited the machine there was another worry as I had large red blotches on my chest and the doctor needed to see me 🙄. Think it was just from the sticky pads they had attached to me but they were checking it out anyway. It was after 8pm when I set off for home, it was tanking down, the road is undulating and a lot of lorries use the route, it’s only dual carriageway and it wasn’t lit at all, that made for one hairy drive back (I was pleased I wasn’t behind the wheel).

I had my visit to the podiatrist, gosh can she talk! I know she loves to speak in English and she enjoys telling me her woes (I too have been in her position), so I just let her unload.

The right side of my mouth was causing rather a lot of pain, so much so, I didn’t know if it was upper or lower jaw!! Finally gave in and rang the dentist for an emergency appointment, it was just as well I did, as there was the start of an abscess and I am now on antibiotics.

Great news!! My carte vitale is now up and running again (well I got my new attestation) the card itself will be replaced as it no longer works in the machines. Never the less I am now back in the health system. I have sent off all the forms for reimbursement of monies, 🤞 on that one!

I asked Anie to call down for tea and cake, she was late arriving (after 5pm) but she stayed for a while and we talked a lot. I have had lots of messages from friends in France and the UK.

Marlene had said that she had been unwell and so I decided visit her. I picked up some cacti (she has a collection) and took those in place of flowers. I hadn’t intended to stay for long but, as usual, she invited me in and we drank orange juice, I ate a pastel de nata and we talked. She complimented me on my French, and asked if I was still attending a class. It was so lovely to see her.

Monique messaged with her news (mainly about her husband) but said that she may get to see me sometime soon.

I had a video call with an old school chum and after discussing one another ailments we came to the conclusion that we are getting old! I happened to say that when we were younger, if a person died, at the age that we are now, we said that they were old people 😳, instead I sometimes think that I am still in my 40’s!

I am entertaining at lunchtime tomorrow, Laetitia, another friend who has been unwell (and is a younger person) is going to see the work doctor and will call to see me afterwards. I had thought about making the stuffed tomatoes again but have decided on pasta in tomato and mascarpone sauce with garlic bread and a green salad, followed by a strawberry cheesecake. I think that will require less chewing for me and still be very tasty.

“The Paralegal” has had his car serviced and MOT’d, just as well as he has been clocking up the miles this weekend. He has now got a price for the electrical work at the house, so if this guy can start soon, it means that work can move on and he will be kept busy.

The decorations will be going up in town this coming week, the tree was being installed and I am sure it will all look marvellous by this coming weekend.

Poem time again and this time it is an excerpt from “The Night Is Freezing Fast” by A E Housman

“The night is freezing fast,

To-morrow comes December;

And winterfalls of old

Are with me from the past;”

So my diary for next week looks relatively empty, apart from my lunchtime visitor and hopefully a concert at the Conservatoire in town on Wednesday. Well, we all know how quickly that can change!

Have a great week!

[dramarnathandentalcare]

How to get rid of a gum boil?

A gum boil, also known as a tooth abscess, is a serious dental illness that can cause significant pain and concern. These painful swellings, which are frequently caused by gum or tooth infections, can be stressful for many people, making it difficult to eat, speak, and practise oral hygiene. Understanding how to properly treat a gum boil is critical not just for reducing pain, but also for avoiding complications that could lead to more serious dental issues. 

In this blog, we'll look at the causes of gum boils, effective home remedies, dental treatments, and preventative measures to help you regain your oral health and wellness.

What is a gum boil?

A gum boil, also known as a periodontal abscess, is an infection in the gum tissue that forms a pus-filled lump on the gums. It is typically caused by bacterial infections that are linked to poor oral hygiene, periodontal disease, or deep dental cavities. 

Causes of Gum Boil:

Poor oral hygiene

Periodontal Diseases

Dental cavities

Injury to the gums

Weakened Immune System

Impacted Food Particles

Failed Dental Work

Symptoms of Gum Boil:

Redness and swelling in the gums.

A noticeable lump or pimple on the gum.

The afflicted region is painful and sensitive.

Pus discharge from the bump.

Bad breath or a bad taste in your mouth.

How to get rid of a gum boil?

Dental Treatment for Gum Boil:

Drainage of Abscess

Deep Cleaning

Root Canal Therapy

Antibiotic therapy

Restorative treatments

Follow-up Care

Home Remedies to Get Rid of a Gum Boil

Salt Water Rinse

Hydrogen Peroxide Rinse

Cold Compress

Clove Oil

Preventive Measures for Gum Boil:

Maintain good oral hygiene

Regular Dental Checkups

Healthy Diet

Avoid Tobacco Products

Prompt Dental Treatment

Use Antiseptic Mouthwash

Conclusion:

Dealing with a gum boil can be challenging and stressful, but with prompt attention, the disease can be effectively controlled and treated. While home remedies can provide some relief, professional dental care is necessary for a full recovery and to address any underlying issues. By practising good dental care and taking preventive measures, you can avoid future gum boils and maintain a healthy, pain-free smile. 

For more information read the full blog here : https://www.dramarnathansdentalcare.com/how-to-get-rid-of-a-gum-boil

[moist-n-creamy]

Also want to add:

Mouth sore rinse that contains hydrogen peroxide!

If you already have some cavities or tooth decay, this can help clear away some of the bacteria that will try to build up in the nooks and crannies, helping prevent the development of abscesses. It’s also alcohol-free, so it’s a much more gentle antiseptic than say, Listerine.

It’s also soothing for situations like mine where my cracked wisdom tooth scrapes the inside of my cheek.

Okay listen I have another disability related thing that’s important!!

If you have any disabilities linked to tooth decay/erosion, through direct cause or secondary symptom, it is vital that you get one or both of the following items: Sensodyne toothpaste and enamel repair mouthwash

This includes health conditions such as acid reflux, diabetes, thyroid conditions, fibromyalgia, chronic pain & mental illnesses such as depression that create poor hygiene routines, sensory issue disorders like autism and ADHD, and any health condition that causes frequent vomiting / increased stomach acid, including eating disorders and migraines.

All of these disabilities will erode the enamel of your teeth, not only opening you up to cavities but making it very easy to chip your teeth from such simple things as biting the wrong way on the tines of a fork. (I’ve chipped my teeth at least 4 times this way).

The toothpaste on the left here (sensodyne pronamel) is gentle on your teeth, won’t cause painful sensations from any extreme mint flavor, and will even protect your gums if they’re sensitive from any of these conditions.

The mouthwash on the right (Crest enamel repair) will, as it says, repair your enamel — which is marvelous, because the technology to repair your enamel at all is relatively very new to society! — but it is most importantly non-alcoholic. Meaning that it works well as a once-a-day rinse without any of the burning sensations of antiseptics that typically discourage people with sensory issues from taking care of their teeth.

I know remembering to do these things every day can feel like a lot when you’re sick and exhausted, but I promise a collective three minutes out of every day is going to save you an incredible amount of pain and money in the future. If your teeth are susceptible enough to rot, you can actually die from infection. And as they say, with how little insurance actually covers dental —

Not brushing your teeth??

In THIS economy???

[we-dental]

Root Canal Treatment in Coimbatore

Understanding Root Canal Treatment in Coimbatore: Restoring Dental Health with We Dental

It’s a procedure that successfully treats infected or severely decayed teeth to ease the pain while keeping the tooth structure intact. Whoever suffers from pain, sensitivity, or swelling around the tooth, a root canal treatment could be the best option to avoid complications. At We Dental in Coimbatore, we offer high-quality root canal treatments that restore and protect your dental health — conveniently and effectively.

What is a Root Canal Treatment?

Another term for root canal treatment is endodontic treatment; it is a procedure done to eliminate infection in the inner part of a tooth. The pulp is tissue inside a tooth that contains blood vessels, nerves, and connective tissue. If this pulp becomes infected or infested by deep decay, repeated dental work, or injury, then a lot of pain and swelling will be felt within the mouth; if it goes untreated, it may lead to abscesses or even to tooth loss.

The procedure includes the removal of the infected pulp, followed by cleaning and disinfection of the inner chamber, and then sealing it to avoid reinfection. The entire procedure stops the pain and saves the natural tooth, thus allowing for proper function.

Benefits of getting a root canal treatment at We Dental in Coimbatore

At We Dental, our dental team is well aware of the fact that root canal treatment may not give you a pleasant feel, but such treatment is regular and safe. Root canal treatments with modern techniques and anesthesia make it relatively a comfortable and painless experience. In fact, here are some points for consideration if you are choosing to have your root canal treatment with us in Coimbatore. One of the main benefits of a root canal treatment is that it effectively relieved tooth pain caused due to infection. Our dentists ensure a comfortable experience and help you regain your quality of life.

1. Preservation of Natural Tooth Through the root canal therapy, the infection of the tooth gets treated and saves your tooth instead of extraction of the tooth. As the natural tooth remains undamaged, so your jawbone structure remains unaffected as well, and you retain your natural biting position.

2. Restored Dental Function After performing a root canal treatment, you can use the tooth like any other healthy tooth. A crown will make it strong enough to withstand all your normal chewing and biting forces.

3. Aesthetic Benefits With root canal treatment, the saving of the natural look of your smile is assured. We Dental offers custom crowns that easily blend in with your surrounding teeth.

When Do You Need Root Canal Treatment?

Knowing when you will need root canal treatment can prevent advanced conditions from forming on your teeth. These are some signals that you may need a root canal:

Stabbing or throbbing pain in one tooth when applying chewing force

After the stimulus has been removed, continuing pain or sensitivity to hot or cold

Swelling or tenderness of the gums surrounding the affected tooth

Discoloration or darkening of one tooth

A small nodule or pimple in the gum next to the lesion

About Root Canal Treatment by We Dental

We Dental treats with a patient-centric approach to ensure your root canal treatment in Coimbatore is painless and quick. Here is how it’s done step-by-step-

1. Initial Examination and X-rays The dentist at We Dental will examine the affected tooth during the first consultation session, and X-rays might be taken to understand the type of infection and assess the shape of the root canals.

2. Anesthesia and Preparation Local anesthesia is applied locally to the region of the infected tooth to make the patient pain-free. The patient may be given further sedation if they so require it depending on the anxiety level of the patient about the procedure.

3. Removal of Infected Pulp A small window is provided in the tooth for the entry of the dentist to remove the infected pulp. Removal of the pulp is done gently, and the inner chamber and root canals are cleaned and disinfected of any remaining bacteria.

4. Filling and Sealing The root canals are then filled up with a biocompatible material, and sealed to ensure that there is no reinfection. This strengthens the tooth, in preparation for the next stage.

5. Restoration of the Tooth with a Crown A crown is most often recommended for protection of the treated tooth, hence restoring its function. Our crowns at We Dental are of high quality and made to seamlessly fit your smile.

Why choose us at We Dental for your root canal treatment in Coimbatore?

At We Dental, Coimbatore, we believe that quality dental care is always done with compassion. Here’s why our clinic stands out in your root canal treatment:

1. Experienced Dentists: Our team has vast experience in conducting root canal treatments, as both of us make sure the procedure is precise and painless.

2. We utilize highly advanced dental technology for proper diagnosis and treatment planning. It makes the whole root canal procedure as painless as possible.

3. A comfortable patient with a relaxed atmosphere, tender care, and pain-free management is what we treat with the utmost importance.

4. We also ensure that at We Dental, the cost of getting a root canal in Coimbatore is clear and affordable with payment option choice of preference of the patient.

How much does a root canal cost in Coimbatore

The cost of root canal treatment in Coimbatore varies from patient to patient due to factors such as the location of the tooth (front or back), complexity of infection, and crowning required after the procedure. At We Dental, we strive to make dental care accessible by providing fair pricing and flexible payment options to help you receive the care you need without financial stress.

[qualityfamily]

The Importance of Immediate Dental Care in Emergencies

In our everyday lives, most of us are well-acquainted with medical emergencies, whether they’re sudden injuries, illnesses, or accidents. We know the importance of swift intervention for these issues, yet when it comes to dental emergencies, people often hesitate, unsure whether immediate care is necessary or if they can delay treatment until it’s more convenient. However, dental emergencies are just as critical, and failing to address them promptly can lead to a cascade of problems that could have lasting effects on both dental health and overall well-being.

This article explores the importance of immediate dental care in emergencies, what constitutes a emergency dental Timonium, the risks of delayed treatment, and the steps one can take to be prepared for such situations.

Understanding What Constitutes a Dental Emergency

Dental emergencies encompass a range of issues that require immediate attention to prevent further complications. Not every dental issue qualifies as an emergency, but knowing the difference is essential. Common dental emergencies include:

Severe Toothache – A persistent, severe toothache can be a sign of an infection or abscess that requires immediate attention to prevent the spread of infection.

Broken or Chipped Tooth – If a tooth is broken or chipped due to trauma or biting on a hard object, it needs to be evaluated quickly to prevent further damage or infection.

Knocked-Out Tooth – A tooth that has been completely dislodged can potentially be saved if treated within a short window of time, usually within an hour.

Loose or Dislodged Tooth – In cases where a tooth is loose or dislodged but still in the mouth, rapid dental intervention can help save the tooth and stabilize it.

Infection and Abscesses – Infections can spread rapidly, especially in areas rich in blood vessels like the mouth, which may lead to systemic health issues if not addressed immediately.

Uncontrolled Bleeding – Following trauma, a tooth extraction, or gum injury, persistent bleeding can indicate a serious issue requiring emergency care.

Why Immediate Dental Care is Essential

Delaying treatment in a dental emergency can lead to a wide range of complications. Here’s why immediate dental care is critical:

1. Preventing Infection and Systemic Health Complications

One of the biggest concerns with untreated dental issues is the risk of infection. Oral infections can quickly progress and spread to other parts of the body. Dental abscesses, for example, are painful infections that can lead to swelling, fever, and even sepsis—a potentially life-threatening condition. Furthermore, infections that enter the bloodstream can affect vital organs, leading to serious health issues such as endocarditis, a heart infection.

In cases where there is a deep cavity or abscess near the tooth root, a root canal treatment may be needed to clear the infection and save the tooth. Ignoring the signs of infection, such as swelling, fever, or persistent pain, increases the risk of these severe outcomes.

2. Saving a Tooth in Trauma Situations

In instances of physical trauma resulting in a knocked-out or dislodged tooth, time is of the essence. If a tooth is completely knocked out, there is a window of around 30 minutes to one hour where it may be possible to reinsert and save the tooth if immediate care is provided. Delays in treatment decrease the chance of successfully saving the tooth, making it critical to get to a dentist as soon as possible.

For chipped or fractured teeth, prompt care helps avoid further damage, especially if the fracture exposes the tooth's pulp (the soft tissue inside the tooth containing nerves and blood vessels). When the pulp is exposed, the risk of infection rises, often leading to the need for more extensive treatment like a root canal if immediate care is not sought.

3. Reducing Pain and Preventing Escalation of Symptoms

Dental emergencies are often excruciatingly painful. Delaying treatment can mean prolonged discomfort, but it can also mean that the condition worsens. For instance, a minor toothache might be indicative of a small cavity, but if left untreated, it can progress into a serious infection or abscess, causing the pain to become unbearable. Swift care not only relieves pain but also prevents minor issues from developing into major ones.

4. Avoiding Expensive Treatments

Immediate dental care is also crucial for financial reasons. Dental issues that are treated early are often less complicated and thus less costly. Ignoring or delaying care can lead to more severe problems that require complex treatments like root canals, extractions, or even dental implants. The longer one waits, the greater the risk that simple, affordable treatment options are no longer viable, leading to significantly higher costs.

5. Protecting Overall Health and Quality of Life

Dental health is closely linked to overall health. Studies have shown that poor oral health can contribute to chronic conditions such as heart disease, diabetes, and respiratory infections. By addressing dental emergencies as they arise, one can maintain not only oral health but also general health, thereby reducing the likelihood of secondary health issues and enhancing overall quality of life.

Steps to Take During a Dental Emergency

Knowing what to do in a dental emergency is crucial. Here are some quick steps to follow, depending on the type of emergency:

For a Knocked-Out Tooth: If a tooth is knocked out, hold it by the crown (the top part) without touching the root. Rinse it gently with water if it’s dirty, but don’t scrub or remove any attached tissue. Place it back in its socket if possible, or keep it in a glass of milk or saliva until you can get to the dentist.

For a Broken or Chipped Tooth: Rinse your mouth with warm water and try to collect any pieces of the tooth. Apply a cold compress to reduce swelling, and seek immediate dental care.

For a Severe Toothache: Rinse your mouth with warm water and gently floss to remove any debris that may be causing the pain. Avoid applying aspirin directly to the gums, as this can irritate the tissue. Seek dental care as soon as possible.

For an Abscess or Swelling: Rinse your mouth with warm saltwater several times a day to help relieve discomfort, and consult a dentist immediately to prevent the infection from spreading.

For Bleeding: Apply gentle pressure with a clean cloth or gauze to the area to stop the bleeding. If bleeding persists, go to the nearest emergency dental service.

Preparing for Dental Emergencies

While we can’t always prevent emergencies, being prepared can make a significant difference. Here are a few tips to help you be ready for any dental emergencies:

Have a Dental First Aid Kit: A dental first aid kit should contain essentials like gauze, a small container for storing a knocked-out tooth, pain relievers, a cold compress, and a mild antiseptic.

Know Emergency Contact Information: Keep your dentist’s contact information and that of a nearby emergency dental service on hand. Many dentists offer emergency services after hours.

Regular Check-Ups: Routine dental check-ups and cleanings can catch small issues before they become emergencies. Preventive care is one of the best ways to avoid urgent dental issues.

Practice Good Oral Hygiene: Brushing, flossing, and regular dental visits help keep your teeth healthy, reducing the risk of emergencies.

In Conclusion

Immediate dental care during emergencies is essential to prevent further complications, alleviate pain, and safeguard overall health. Dental emergencies should never be dismissed as minor issues because they can quickly escalate and cause long-lasting consequences if left untreated. Knowing the signs of a emergency dental Timonium, understanding the importance of swift intervention, and being prepared with basic first-aid knowledge can make a significant difference in the outcome of a dental crisis.

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Root Canal Treatment in Kawana: What to Expect and How It Can Save Your Smile

For many, the phrase "root canal" brings up feelings of anxiety, but understanding the procedure and its benefits can help ease these concerns. Root canal treatment is a highly effective, often necessary procedure used to save a damaged or infected tooth. At North Rocky Dental in Kawana, our team is committed to making the experience as comfortable and seamless as possible for patients in need of this vital dental care. 

What Is Root Canal Treatment? 

Root canal treatment, or endodontic therapy, is a procedure that removes damaged or infected pulp tissue from the interior of a tooth. The tooth's pulp houses nerves, blood vessels, and connective tissue that help the tooth grow and stay healthy. However, if decay or injury affects this area, it can lead to severe pain and infection, potentially causing abscesses and even tooth loss. 

During a root canal, the pulp is removed, and the area is thoroughly cleaned, disinfected, and sealed. This allows the tooth to be preserved rather than extracted, maintaining its function and appearance within the mouth. 

Reasons You Might Need a Root Canal 

A root canal becomes necessary when the pulp inside the tooth is damaged or infected. Here are some common signs and conditions that might indicate the need for a root canal: 

Severe Tooth Pain: Persistent pain, especially when chewing or applying pressure, often points to pulp inflammation or infection. 

Sensitivity to Heat and Cold: Intense sensitivity that doesn’t subside quickly after eating or drinking hot or cold items can signal pulp damage. 

Gum Tenderness and Swelling: Swollen or tender gums near the affected tooth can indicate an infection that requires immediate attention. 

Tooth Discoloration: If a tooth darkens unexpectedly, it could be due to pulp damage from trauma or decay. 

Recurring Pimples on the Gums: These pimple-like formations often appear as a result of an abscess and can be a sign of severe infection requiring treatment. 

If you notice these symptoms, it’s crucial to consult a dental professional promptly. At North Rocky Dental in Kawana, our team is equipped to assess your condition and determine if Root Canal Treatment Kawana is the best solution for you. 

The Root Canal Procedure at North Rocky Dental 

At North Rocky Dental, our root canal procedure is designed to be as comfortable and efficient as possible. Here’s a step-by-step overview of what you can expect: 

Assessment and Imaging: The first step is a comprehensive examination, including X-rays, to determine the extent of infection and locate the affected areas within the tooth. This step allows us to plan a targeted approach for optimal results. 

Anesthesia for Comfort: To ensure a pain-free experience, a local anesthetic is administered to numb the tooth and surrounding area. This helps to eliminate discomfort throughout the procedure. 

Creating Access: A small opening is made in the tooth’s crown to access the pulp chamber and root canals. 

Pulp Removal and Cleaning: Specialized instruments are used to carefully remove the infected or damaged pulp from the tooth. The root canals are then meticulously cleaned and shaped to remove bacteria and any remaining debris. 

Filling and Sealing the Tooth: Once thoroughly cleaned, the root canals are filled with a biocompatible material called gutta-percha. This filling is then sealed to prevent further infection. 

Restoring the Tooth: To restore full function and protect the tooth, a crown is typically placed over the treated tooth. At North Rocky Dental, we use high-quality, natural-looking crowns to ensure your smile remains both functional and aesthetically pleasing. 

Benefits of Root Canal Treatment 

Root canal treatment is essential for preserving your natural tooth and maintaining a healthy smile. Here are some key benefits: 

Relief from Pain: By removing infected tissue, root canal treatment alleviates pain and discomfort, allowing you to return to normal activities without distraction. 

Preservation of Natural Tooth Structure: Saving your natural tooth helps maintain your bite and alignment, preventing the shifting that often occurs after an extraction. 

Enhanced Aesthetics and Functionality: A restored tooth with a crown will blend seamlessly with your natural teeth, both in appearance and function. 

Prevention of Further Complications: Removing the infection protects surrounding tissues and teeth from being affected, preventing more extensive oral health issues down the line. 

Debunking Common Myths About Root Canals 

Root canal treatments are often misunderstood, leading to unnecessary worry. Here are some common misconceptions: 

Myth: Root Canals are Extremely Painful  Reality: Modern dental technology and anesthetics make root canal treatment no more uncomfortable than getting a routine filling. Many patients report feeling immediate relief after the procedure. 

Myth: Tooth Extraction is Better Than a Root Canal  Reality: Keeping your natural tooth is almost always preferable. Extractions can lead to alignment problems and require more extensive replacements, like bridges or implants, which can be more costly and complex. 

Myth: Root Canals Cause Illness  Reality: Root canal treatments are safe, and eliminating infected pulp improves overall health. There is no scientific evidence linking root canals to illness. 

Recovery and Aftercare 

Following a root canal treatment, you may experience mild sensitivity or soreness, which can be managed with over-the-counter pain relievers. You should also avoid chewing on the treated tooth until a permanent crown is in place to prevent damage. Practicing good oral hygiene—regular brushing, flossing, and routine dental visits—will help maintain the health of your treated tooth. 

Why Choose North Rocky Dental for Root Canal Treatment in Kawana? 

North Rocky Dental offers patient-focused care in a comfortable setting. With a skilled team and advanced technology, we’re committed to making your root canal experience as smooth as possible. We understand that dental procedures can be stressful, which is why we focus on a patient-first approach, addressing all concerns and providing a relaxed environment. 

Our team is trained to handle a range of dental conditions and is dedicated to helping patients understand their treatment options and achieve optimal dental health. When you choose North Rocky Dental, you’re opting for compassionate, professional care aimed at preserving your natural smile. 

Book Your Consultation with North Rocky Dental 

If you’re experiencing tooth pain, sensitivity, or other symptoms associated with root canal issues, it’s essential not to delay seeking help. Early intervention can prevent complications and preserve your natural tooth. Contact North Rocky Dental in Kawana to schedule a consultation and find out if root canal treatment is right for you. 

Your smile is worth saving, and root canal treatment provides an effective, lasting solution to restore both health and function to your tooth. With North Rocky Dental’s expert care, you can face the procedure with confidence and look forward to a pain-free, restored smile. 

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Is a Dental Emergency Something You Should Seek Treatment From a Dentist?

Dental emergencies can occur at any time or anywhere, despite your best efforts. While dental emergencies can be difficult, understanding what to do when one occurs can help you avoid costly and severe tooth issues.   

However, what constitutes a dental emergency sometimes needs to be clarified. A qualified dentist providing dental emergency care can provide pain relief and, most importantly, treat the underlying cause of the pain. Although an emergency doctor can provide pain relief and assistance, only a qualified dental emergency care provider can provide symptomatic relief. Consequently, 24-Hour Dentists in Melton are the best choice in dental emergencies.  

 This blog will discuss frequent dental crises and what to do in each circumstance.  

What exactly constitutes a dental emergency?   

If you suffer from a dental emergency (injuries, trauma, or problems involving your teeth, gums, or mouth) that causes severe pain (or bleeding), seek medical attention immediately. You will not need to see your dentist immediately in a minor dental emergency.   

Major dental crises, on the other hand, require prompt treatment, whether to repair injured teeth, reduce pain, or halt severe bleeding. If you overlook dental emergencies, you risk sustaining irreversible damage and requiring more costly treatments in the coming years.  

4 Most Frequent Dental Emergencies  

Here's a list of the four most prevalent dental crises you or your loved ones might encounter:   

Trauma or injury   Accidents can sometimes cause cuts or tears in the gums, tongue, lips, or inside of the cheeks, leading to a lot of bleeding. If this happens, it's essential to go to the emergency room or see an emergency dentist immediately.   Contact your emergency dentist for advice if you have a soft tissue injury. In the meantime, rinse the injured area with water and apply pressure to stop the bleeding.   

Cracked or chipped tooth   Have you bitten something hard? While it could trigger acute pain, carefully inspect your tooth to see whether it is broken or cracked.    When you bite down on something hard or grind your teeth while sleeping, your tooth can be cracked or chipped. When a chipped or broken tooth causes extreme pain or excessive bleeding, it can become a major dental emergency.  

Infected Tooth    When you think of a dental emergency, an infected tooth may not immediately come to mind. However, if a decaying tooth causes an intense toothache, it may be considered a dental emergency.    When decay spreads to the dental pulp, germs may invade and cause illness. This may lead to the growth of a tooth abscess, resulting in chronic and severe discomfort in the tooth.    Over-the-counter pain relievers can temporarily ease discomfort in the case of a potential tooth infection. Still, you must seek the care of 24-Hour Dentist Melton as soon as possible. As a result of your dentist removing the infected pulp and sealing the tooth, you will be pain-free. 

Broken or dislocated tooth   Accidental falls or violent injuries to the face may also require a visit to 24-Hour Dentist Melton. Perhaps you were injured or tumbled down the steps. If you seek immediate dental care from an experienced dentist after a tooth is knocked out, you can save the tooth.  

Conclusion  

If you're looking for outstanding dental care, choose Maddingley Dental Care. Our empathetic experts will promptly examine and treat your trauma, as well as provide pain treatment if necessary.