First Odontectomy Experience

It was Wednesday, 2017 May 3rd, when I visited Harapan Bunda hospital in West Jakarta. I went there to have Odontectomy. For those who not yet knowing that term, it’s about pulling your teeth out of your mouth. Young people usually take this action since they might catch pain in the mouth. What cause the pain is that their wisdom teeth, located deep in the mouth, press the gum or scratch the inner surface of cheek. That was my second visit to the hospital. The first visit is to consult the doctor and make the appointment. I have got toothaches three times since the existence of the wisdom tooth. It happened sooo long that at that day I decided to say a goodbye to “her”.

I found an interesting lesson there, so I really want write this story. Everything looked different there compared to the outside world. In the outside world, you see ideal things, like healthy people, and luxury of the world. In hospital, you won’t find those things. My mind changed so quickly as I found sick people laying on the bed staring blank and poor people rushed to deal with BPJS insurance complexity while what they really want is simply an affordable disease treatment. At another moment, I felt so pity when I looked a little cute baby, *wait a minute* with an abnormal mouth. Her mouth has four lips, without nose. God, how she took the breath. She must know how to do it safely. Not like other babies around, she stared left and right without any noise, no cry, silent, just wandering eyes. Well, it was cuteness and creepiness at the same time. I can’t imagine how her future will be. Her mother sat beside her waiting for her father coming back from somewhere. Her mother looks so calm and patient. I think she got kind parents who accept her condition with their deepest heart. God bless you kid.

That moment makes me think twice about my life. Sometimes, many of us complain hard about our condition. Even with the chance to work and to enjoy the life to the fullest, we still feel that those are not enough. We still ask why we don’t get life that comfortable. In the other side of world, there are people who are born in less fortunate physics than us which might be unresolved even in the hard way to become the “perfect” us.

Okay, back to the topic. The surgery time had come and I was ready to have my tooth pulled out. I want to say that it was really a surgery because the doctor needed to cut some parts of my gum before the tooth pulling action got started, because the gum covered the tooth. To start the surgery, the doctor cleaned my face and my mouth with iodine water. Any left bacteria will leave an infection and she needed to prevent it. The second step was to inject anesthetics. It took 4 shots and 30 minutes waiting time until my mouth lost its pain sensation. Next, the doctor started to cut the gum. Well, nothing bad happened, no pain occurred. Then, the doctor told me to be ready, because she said it would not be going to be easy because the tooth was attached strongly to the mouth. “Ok Doc, Ok. I trust you.”, I said. The first pulling trial left no result. Screwdriver and pliers did not work. Well, I felt my jaw was going to break one more if she pull it once more. The time was running out, and I still didn’t understand why the doctor still wandered how to get that nasty tooth out . The anesthetics faded slowly, but the surgery was still far from its end. I felt pain slowly, but in certain way. “Doc, please give me more drugs”, I said. *drug addiction?* The doctor gave me the second shots of anesthetics. She finally figured out that the tooth pegged into two ways, one peg stood vertically, and another peg stood horizontally. This made traditionally pulling the tooth one way is not effective. She decided to break the tooth into two parts, so that both parts can be pulled in the different ways. Amazingly, it worked. The surgery was successful, but the post-surgery effect left an unbearable pain in my mouth. That pain was the worst in my toothache history ever. Well, no surgery is painless, right?

After going home, I got curious about how another kind of surgery looks like. I browsed the Youtube videos of brain surgery and any cancer treatment surgery. God, I thought they are more painful that my last surgery I guessed, because they have a bunch of cuts. Mine only had two cuts, and it was really painful. That surgery experience graved deeply a message in me that surgery is not only expensive, but also PAINFUL. Well, not every disease ends with surgery, but once you got a serious disease and it needs surgery, it will throw you into a really bad bad day. So, it raised a warning for me one more level to prioritize health over many things and thanks for God to give us health everyday.

I really want to write another story when I visited Penang for a medication effort. I think l’ll write it next time. Thanks for reading.

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