First wisdom tooth is gone!

I do not know what has happened to my attention span lately. Maybe someone threw it out with the good weather. Maybe it’ll come back in a couple days? I was just in the middle of some social media work when there was this lady with a picture of brilliant white teeth and an article about dental hygiene and whole-body health. That made me think of two things: 1) Man my teeth are yellow, but geez it’s the last thing on my mind (generally) and 2) Oh yeah. Wisdom tooth!

I am grateful for everyone who wrote to tell me getting a wisdom tooth is no big deal. Now, the majority of folks who told me that had their tooth removed while asleep or on happy drugs – but I think they were essentially right. Getting the tooth removed is no big deal. It’s just damn uncomfortable.

Oh, I'll be in Kanata Chapters on Sunday (father's day) signing books from 12-3pm. Do feel free to come by and say hello. You can get an upclose look at this swollen face! Could be far worse, I reckon.

Oh, I’ll be in Kanata Chapters on Sunday (father’s day) signing books from 12-3pm. Do feel free to come by and say hello. You can get an upclose look at this swollen face! Could be far worse, I reckon.

So, following a networking breakfast, I walked my butt over to the dentist and met Zsolt. Big Z’s job was to keep my older brother notified so he could come by and pick me up. It’s was quite kind of JP to do that in the middle of his day. So kind, that I’m going to link you to his website right now and say he’s a really great acupuncturist in Ottawa, if you happen to be looking 🙂

Anyhow, Zsolt stayed in the lobby and I went into the dentist procedure room place. Here’s what I recall quite clearly.

Freezing. First she applied a gel to freeze my cheek. Then, injection by injection, she froze the whole thing up. I lay there looking at the ceiling for about five minutes have a flash back to the only time the dentist filled a cavity in my mouth. It was a baby tooth, and I cried like crazy when the freezing set it. There’s something so wholly uncomfortable about the freezing . . . at least until it settles down.

So, the dentist & her assistant come back in, they give me one more freezing shot, wait, and then away we go!

Holy crap. Everything was numb. No pain. But a lot of psychological WTF was going on nevertheless. For some reason, as she began to scrape away the gum, I started singing the ABCs in my head over and over. That worked quite well – that and gripping the arm rests for dear life.

Then a discovery was made. I had a MASSIVE wisdom tooth. It was all they could talk about! “Oh that tooth is so big. I hadn’t expected such a big tooth. For such a small woman that is a huge tooth.” They needed to drill it. And drill it. And drill it. And drill it.

Again, no pain. Just some messed up visuals. Basically there was tooth and jaw dust flying into the air. Every time they brought down that little circular drill I moved my tongue away for deal life. Surely they must have safe guards on those things, right? So – high-pitched drilling noises, no pain, dust, and time.

Oh, and I was actually mentally filming this in my head. I was literally thinking it was a shame my eyes weren’t also a camera, but it was a really incredible shot.

Eventually the tooth was removed and I was stitched up. The remainder of the day was spent with Netflix acting as a mental dampener to the discomfort – the unfreezing was really crap, but after about 7 hours it was mostly okay. So overall I’d say it sucks to get an impacted, deeply buried and massive wisdom tooth removed. Sucks but is doable. Hey yes it’s doable. It’s just not what I’d choose to be doing with my time, generally. The bit that hurt the most was the bill. But as my friend Kevin says, it’s not exactly an area where you look to go cheap.

But as that article reminded me – it’s better to take care of your mouth, since you are therefore taking care of your whole body.

One tooth down, one more to go. I think the next one will involve far less drilling.

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A little retreat – The Studio Cafe

Well, I’m meant to be writing up an article at this moment. But all parts of my being are calling out “capture this moment!” so instead I’ll write you this post.

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Are you an artist, writer, creator, reader, day dreamer in Ottawa? Well, I’ve got a beautiful little nook for you to go and craft your beautiful moments. For some time now I’ve been playing with organizing beautiful retreats for writers in Ottawa. BUT till that plan takes shape (check this out if you are interested), this cafe seems like the next best thing.

The Studio Cafe on 1089 Somerset Street West in Hintonburg (where Somerset turns into Wellington). How can I describe this place? It’s coffee shop meets your dream office space. The area is open, there’s a fellow strumming his guitar and singing amazing grace, sunshine is pouring through the massive windows, tea & coffee are on tap. (Okay, not ‘on tap’ but I happen to like that phrase.)

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Coincidentally, Ottawa is currently full of fluffy white clouds of fluff – and that translates into fuzzy snow-like landscapes outside the window, so I kind feel like I’m in a movie with the beauty and the music and the relaxation.

The Studio Cafe is a great place for creation. Designed to host artists, there are rooms to rent, a classroom in the back, and art classes/seminars are taking place often. There’s this one water colour class coming up on June 14th from 10AM-12:30PM that looks lovely, and I think involves painting doughnuts.

But if you aren’t an artist – I think this is also the perfect nook for a laptop and some street gazing as you hunker down for your next chapter, article, blog post, or story structure. If they start offering lunchables then I might just start camping out all day for some writing-only time (as opposed to I-need-to-clean-out-the-fridge-and-wash-the-laundry time).

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So, writers in Ottawa – you have a new retreat. It’s called The Studio Cafe, and it’s really freaking gorgeous. (Twitter, Facebook, Instagram)

~Catherine #OttawaWrites