I hate this place...

It's my last day with wisdom teeth. Tomorrow I go in to have them painfully pried from my skull. I called in yesterday to see how long the process would take and what to expect. The receptionist is a kind and lovely lady, and she told me that it would be about an hour and a half, and since they don't have the facilities to knock me out for the duration, I'm going to be numbed, but awake. She also recommended that I bring in headphones so I can listen to music instead of the grating crunch of my teeth being pulled from their sockets.

I wasn't really scared until I heard that.

I'm trusting a perfect stranger to yank out my teeth knowing full well that there's no equipment here to spare me very much trauma and that should something go terribly wrong, there's nothing anyone can do but pack me in ice and ship me to a real town. *fret*