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On Valentines Day 2007 I will visit a hospital for the first time since a five year old and I will have a needle for the first time since 1996. At the consult this morning my heart was pounding so loud I could barely talk to the surgeon guy. I think I may have an anxiety problem when it comes to hospitals and needles and pain and impacted wisdom teeth. I think this anxiety was compounded by the fact I had no sleep last night due to man upstairs snoring loudly and a medley of crows going wild in the treetops from 650am to 8am.