"We have such pleasures to show you"
So I rolled in at 9ish.
Filled out the paperwork.
Had to get a new panoramic xray.
The doc looks at it and (paraphrased) tells me "this is gonna suck. You're like a worst case scenario on 3 out of the 4. We'll do the first one with just the locals and then you can reconsider being put to sleep. It's a good thing you didn't have breakfast cause you're prolly going to sleep."
Little did they know: 1. I fear general anesthesia, and 2. I am a robot. Five teeth later (I was hoping to keep the baby one) we were goin over recovery crap and they say (again paraphrased) "You're going to feel like hell tomorrow. We beat the crap out of you"
The crunching wasnt as bad as I thought it would be. They used a drill to to most of the "breaking" of the bottom one so I was more relaxed about that.
Tomorrow is supposed to be worse than today. I'm still bleedin a bit - apparently no cause for panic but I can't do the teabag trick (stop giggling), because I hateses Tea so much I almost vomited from the taste.
I was hoping to feel crappy enough to not notice that I really can't eat. Unfortunately I'm a bit hungry, and Vicodin tears the stomach up without food so I have to eat applesauce. It burns. Gloriously.
Oh - Steve: I found your Pumpkins CD here. You mind if I open it?
My AIM is acting like it's on crack. I'm trying to get it back online. It's easier to speak there than on the phone.
Filled out the paperwork.
Had to get a new panoramic xray.
The doc looks at it and (paraphrased) tells me "this is gonna suck. You're like a worst case scenario on 3 out of the 4. We'll do the first one with just the locals and then you can reconsider being put to sleep. It's a good thing you didn't have breakfast cause you're prolly going to sleep."
Little did they know: 1. I fear general anesthesia, and 2. I am a robot. Five teeth later (I was hoping to keep the baby one) we were goin over recovery crap and they say (again paraphrased) "You're going to feel like hell tomorrow. We beat the crap out of you"
The crunching wasnt as bad as I thought it would be. They used a drill to to most of the "breaking" of the bottom one so I was more relaxed about that.
Tomorrow is supposed to be worse than today. I'm still bleedin a bit - apparently no cause for panic but I can't do the teabag trick (stop giggling), because I hateses Tea so much I almost vomited from the taste.
I was hoping to feel crappy enough to not notice that I really can't eat. Unfortunately I'm a bit hungry, and Vicodin tears the stomach up without food so I have to eat applesauce. It burns. Gloriously.
Oh - Steve: I found your Pumpkins CD here. You mind if I open it?
My AIM is acting like it's on crack. I'm trying to get it back online. It's easier to speak there than on the phone.