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<blockquote data-quote="Hound dog" data-source="post: 576129" data-attributes="member: 84"><p>People tolerate pain differently. Heck, for that matter people tolerate pain differently in various areas of the body. </p><p></p><p>I can walk around with stones stuck in my ureters (which is an excruciating level of pain) for weeks with no pain medications. It's not pleasant but I can tolerate it, I know because I have more than once. I've not only tolerated it but cooked, cleaned and chased 2 toddlers. I'm the same way with most every other part of my body. I have an exceptionally high pain tolerance level. </p><p></p><p>But if it's in the head/mouth, forget it. I'm a wuss and I know it. Or maybe I'm not a wuss and I just don't have as high a tolerance in that area.</p><p></p><p>In the early years of our relationship I used to go all out if Fred was sick or whatever. I learned quickly that was a bad idea because he was less likely to get well. Took me a while because that is just the person I am. I also discovered that for some odd reason he expected me to be superwoman from the get go. Never did figure out why that was because his Mom was the type if she got a cold she was on the sofa under a blanket nursing it. Not over doing it but taking care of herself. Know what I mean?? </p><p></p><p>Between those two things.....I stopped doing very much when Fred was sick. And I learned quickly that I was the only one going to take care of me when I was sick. Which is why I had all those foods lined up for after the visit with the dentist. Good grief, the day I came home from the hospital after being hit by the truck Fred asked me what was for supper.......as in he expected me to cook. phht He was lucky I was on heavy duty pain medications and was in no shape to deck him. </p><p></p><p>I dunno if it's a guy thing or what. I have seen other males do the same thing so I dunno. </p><p></p><p>I hope you don't have any complications. Follow the dentists orders and Tony can go blow up a tree. Take care of you so you heal properly. </p><p></p><p>Hugs</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hound dog, post: 576129, member: 84"] People tolerate pain differently. Heck, for that matter people tolerate pain differently in various areas of the body. I can walk around with stones stuck in my ureters (which is an excruciating level of pain) for weeks with no pain medications. It's not pleasant but I can tolerate it, I know because I have more than once. I've not only tolerated it but cooked, cleaned and chased 2 toddlers. I'm the same way with most every other part of my body. I have an exceptionally high pain tolerance level. But if it's in the head/mouth, forget it. I'm a wuss and I know it. Or maybe I'm not a wuss and I just don't have as high a tolerance in that area. In the early years of our relationship I used to go all out if Fred was sick or whatever. I learned quickly that was a bad idea because he was less likely to get well. Took me a while because that is just the person I am. I also discovered that for some odd reason he expected me to be superwoman from the get go. Never did figure out why that was because his Mom was the type if she got a cold she was on the sofa under a blanket nursing it. Not over doing it but taking care of herself. Know what I mean?? Between those two things.....I stopped doing very much when Fred was sick. And I learned quickly that I was the only one going to take care of me when I was sick. Which is why I had all those foods lined up for after the visit with the dentist. Good grief, the day I came home from the hospital after being hit by the truck Fred asked me what was for supper.......as in he expected me to cook. phht He was lucky I was on heavy duty pain medications and was in no shape to deck him. I dunno if it's a guy thing or what. I have seen other males do the same thing so I dunno. I hope you don't have any complications. Follow the dentists orders and Tony can go blow up a tree. Take care of you so you heal properly. Hugs [/QUOTE]
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