So… I just had my wisdom tooth extracted yesterday. Two
wisdom tooth to be exact. It was fun (nope). Thrilling (not even close). A new
world just opened up for me (Pfft! Dilusional)
I know I have to extract both many years ago but I convinced
myself I can live with two abnormal tooth straining my already-cramp-jaw rather
than paying a gazillion amount of cash to appease a dentist’s blood thirsty
nature (Oh wait. I have cousins who are dentists… Hi! I love your beautiful set
of pearly whites! Please put down those pliers)
It was a week ago that I realized that I couldn’t chew my
food properly anymore. My jaws were… misaligning. Based on my medical knowledge
(Google), it was probably because both wisdom tooth were pushing out and
causing my jaw to misalign. It was not painful but I love food and I want to
EAT MY FOOD AND NOT JUST SWALLOW IT UGH PORRIDGE.
Not wanting to wait any longer, I made a dental appointment
yesterday. After x-ray, the doctor (or dentist? What is the proper name to
refer a person who made a living by putting people out of their misery? See? I
can be nice! I digress. I mean, they called themselves Doctor but their
profession is, as Dentist so should I call em doctor or dentist? This is where
you realize the things that goes in my head can be rubbish) said the tooth at
the lower part is lying horizontally and was pretty close to my nerve. To
remove it, surgery is the only way. There is a risk of the nerve but hey, I can
live with a numb jaw and tongue for the rest of my life right? (I admit I took
that joke from Deadpool)
But I said just go for it. I don’t want to think about it
much coz if I do, I would just say “F*** this shit. I’m outta here! See you
when I’m suffering agony worst than death, dentist!”
She (the dentist) then proceeded to give me 4 jabs of local
anesthetic and I was asked to wait outside for few minutes to allow the
numbness to kick in. When I was outside that I started to realize there’s a
reason why I don’t see your friendly neighborhood dentist twice a year –I’m SERIOUSLY
TERRIFIED ASS SHIT CRAZY SCARED I KID YOU NOT when it comes to dentist! That was when I texted Joe that I wanted to
run away –with my numb gum and drooling uncontrollably and all.
Just when I was about to reach the exit door, they called my
name and duunn… dunn… dunnn…. No turning back now. I walked in and the chair…
Oh God the chair… It’s like the electric chair minus the straps.
Surgery was done in less than an hour and the other wisdom
tooth was just pulled out easily without much effort. Throughout it all I
thought to myself, heck this is piece of cake. Why was I so scared of? I mean,
yeah she did have to jab me again 5 more and it made my toes curl but yeah, it
was not that bad.
OF COURSE IT WAS NOT THAT BAD! I WAS STILL NUMB FROM THE
ANESTHETIC! An hour after the numbness subsides, I was curling in bed crying
like a baby.
By the way, I am eating like a baby too right now –porridge.
Ugh.
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