I’ve just woke up from a post-root canal nap. No one has fun having a root canal, but I lucked out with being referred to Mark Freeman–who has now worked his magic on my teeth three times.
Yikes. Three times with an endodontist. In only six months. Well, a couple of my teeth had reached the point where they needed special attention, so my (amazing) dentist, Don Jayne, sent me to visit Dr. Freeman.
An endodontist is someone who becomes a dentist and then spends an additional two years studying the special needs of teeth. And right now I am soooo grateful for endodontics.
Let’s just say that if you need root canal work and you are anywhere near Seattle, call Dr. Freeman. I think the only reason I didn’t go out of my mind with anxiety while I was in the chair, is because I totally trusted him. First, my (amazing) dentist whom I trust wholly, recommended Dr. Freeman. Second, third, and fourth–Dr Freeman and his staff started taking great care of me from the get-go.
The first visit to his office was arranged because I had a tooth go crazy all of a sudden. I was out of my mind with pain (and I usually handle pain quite well) and there was a lot of telephone calling between my dentist office and Dr. Freeman’s office and me, getting things set up so I could be treated ASAP. Lisa at his office was great–she must have made twelve phone calls just to get me squared away with an appointment.
Once I was in the chair, Dr. Freeman was gentle and jovial, checking in with me, but with a light manner–and with this and that little thing, it was clear that he knew his stuff. When he started drilling and poking around in my tooth, it was even more clear that he was The Man to see for endodontry.
It’s never a good time in a dental chair, but I relaxed, fully confident that I was going to be so much better off when I walked out of there than when I walked in!!
Whirrrrr Whine Buzzzzz. He worked for a long time on my mess of a tooth, and when he was done, he kindly, quietly, recommended that I return to see him about the molar right beside it.
And that’s what we did today. Finished up a root canal on tooth number 19, a tooth that had an old root canal, circa 1975. That’s ANCIENT compared to the dental technology and techniques that exist today. So it made lots of sense to me that a “perfectly good tooth” might need fresh, modern attention.
Fortunately for me, Dr Freeman made a really good call when he recommended I see him about No. 19. Once he got in there it was obvious that 19 was going the way its neighbor had, and it was “a miracle” that I wasn’t in dire pain from it. We have before and after x-rays, and oh my, what a difference–even my untrained eye can see how much cleaner (and probably healthier) the new root canal is.
So, that’s all a long-winded way of saying, go see Dr. Freeman for your root canals! If you’ve got to go to dental hell, you really ought to go in good hands.
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