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When I was a young child, I was unlucky to have some very messed up teeth. I had to wear braces til I was around 13...Anyway, I always enjoyed the few times I had to get dental surgery, because it was like..."Hey, let's get you high as all hell then let you have the day off school"!!!
Glad to know everything went well for you, Spencer!
Thank you all for your encouraging words. They're appreciated. It has now been ten or so hours since the extraction. On my way to the surgery, I was incredibly nervous to say the least. Booked myself in, asked my mum to come and collect me at around 10am and then got underway. The dentist I was with was an oral surgeon who specialised in sedation, she was accompanied by a younger nurse. Both were very friendly and supportive, told me that I was in good hands. First they inserted a needle into a vein in my arm, which surprisingly enough didn't feel all that bad. I even watched it go in, probably the best part of the entire procedure was watching that needle go in. I didn't mind that at all.
Then they injected the sedative into my vein, most likely propofol or valium or something along those lines. I was talkative, but then I reached a stage where I didn't care what was going on. I was fully awake and conscious, but I didn't care. They gave me two or three injections into my gums are first, didn't really feel any of them. Then she started the actual work, felt some pressure as though she was pushing down on something, slight sound of cracking. I felt a little bit, so I told her and she gave me a fourth injection. I felt this one a little, but my pain threshold had been raised so high that I simply didn't care. It really is like there's no care to dredge at Giveafuck Bay, you just don't give a damn.
Heard some more cracking, felt more movement but that was it. Saw her take something away which was presumably the crown of the tooth, and then she said that she needed to use the drill to dig out the roots that were embedded since the tooth was so badly decayed. I remember my reply being something along the lines of, "Oh, you're using the drill? Oh alright then, no prob" and she used the drill, heard some noise and that was it, felt blood in my mouth but I didn't mind. Then the first root came out, then the second. Time seemed to pass a lot quicker. I remember the surgery, but I just didn't care about it. It was like having a haircut.
My mum came into the surgery room to collect me, the dentist and the nurse helped me up after stuffing a gauze in my mouth and then my mum thanked the dentist on my behalf since I was like Rocky Balboa at this point, and then she walked me over to the receptionist, the dentist prescribed some antibiotics. I remember my mum telling me that, "If one of us falls over, we both fall over", since my mum isn't too steady on her own legs since she suffers from varicose veins. Anyway, we made it out okay but I don't remember the car journey home. I vaguely recall giving directions, but that's about it. It was pissing down with rain, thunderstorms and such.
All in all, not as bad as I thought it would be. In fact, it was rather pleasant surprisingly enough. If you're afraid of surgery, I cannot recommend sedation dentistry enough. It's fantastic. God, valium is win.
In hindsight I suppose my biggest disappointment of the day was not getting a sticker book.
The only thing I hated about my last experience was that after I had a filling done, i was given some novocaine. Afterwards, my nose itched horribly and no matter how hard I scratched it wouldn't go away because everything from my upper lip to the top of the bridge of my nose was completely numb. Sucked.
I had a dentist give me two fillings I didn't need. Apparently he had a habit of doing that... Money-grubbing dick biscuit. He isn't in practice anymore.
I can proudly say I haven't ever had any need to go visit a dentist so far. All my teeth are in perfect working condition. Except for this one that got chipped a little bit, but it's strange, people say when you chip a tooth it becomes impossible for you to eat things like ice cream, cuz it hurts so much. It doesn't happen to me though.
i cant really say ive had any bad experiences with my dentist, its probably cause he kicks ass and listens to NIN, hell he gave me a ticket to see NIN with him last year in
chicago.
Had 3 fillings on my back teeth from childish eating as a kid, nothing major you'd think but for a 7 year old kid to have the injection on the wrong side, and feel the whole thing from drilling and otherwise *while the otherside is numb as hell* was pretty traumatic, so when I got the next filling *and from now on if god forbid I ever need any again* I'll go without the injection because most dentists in my area are generally incompetant, it'll give them one less thing to worry about.
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