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Oral Sugery: A Short Story
Ding, the sound of a bat, I am falling down as the world goes into slow motion. Next thing I know there is blood all over my body and when I tried to talk, I felt teeth in the back of my throat. The day started out normal as I woke up and prepared for a baseball game. I was pitching that game and I was stoked to start. I got to field feeling good and mentally ready for the game. My arm felt great and I was ready to go. The first inning went smoothly as I got the first three batters out. However, the next inning would change my life forever. I started out walking the first batter and then the hits kept coming. Now that I look back on it I remember several line drives going straight over my head. Then next thing later I take a line drive straight into the mouth. …show more content…
I was rushed to Williamson County Medical Center and was taken to the emergency room. In the emergency room they shoved my front tooth back into my mouth and gave me painkillers. From there they transferred me to Vanderbilt for oral surgery. The oral sugery was the worst pain experience I have ever experienced. The surgeon had to put my mouth back together with stitches and brackets which acted like casts. After the surgery I thought I could never play baseball again because my teeth were never gonna be sturdy again. I was devastated as the recovery took several months and required 9 root canals. I also could not eat normal foods either which made me lose fifteen pounds. I still have scar tissues on my lips and teeth that are decaying. Everytime I look in the mirror I see and remember my accidental
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