I hate this place...
Mar. 2nd, 2006 07:53 amIt'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*
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*
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Date: 2006-03-02 08:24 pm (UTC)Aww...
Date: 2006-03-03 10:14 pm (UTC)Don't worry. You'll be fine. Unless your dentist turns out to be Orin Scrivello (NB, if he comes your way with an enormous fishbowl over his head, laughing manically, run like the bejabbers, and take your chances with a couple of shots of whiskey and a pair of pliers).
I've got to wait another 10 days before I get my rough little tooth filed off and filled in again. I wonder how laceratd my tongue will be by then?