yanked
Yesterday I had a big ole tooth yanked outa my skull. With all the numbness I had in my face my brain kept telling me "this is feeling nice!" The dentist hovered over me, no chairs for them. The first room they sat me in had 40 some plaques on the wall. Impressive i guess, is what i'm supposed to think.
It'll be 360-450 bucks he says, for people uninsured. But I have insurance I say, he tells me fine fine. Then they move me to another room, sparse, a few dangling cables off the wall, a tray and tooth yanking tools and the numbmaster 5000 in the corner. Only one chair though, for me, hence the hovering for them.
I asked him how come he's gotta pull it and not my dentist... he specializes in pulling teeth? I heard his reasons and rattled off back to him "so basically my dentist a scout, and yer the demo guy that gets called in to blow up the bridge...?" He nods and says "ya something like that...."
The guy works me over like an old honda, knowing every inch of my mouth, jaw line, and just where to put the numbness. Now time goes by slowly, the wall facing me has a serene mural of a woodlands landscape with a babbling brook and waterfall to boot. Peaceful, yet hilarious as soon a tooth will be yanked from my skull.
Ok yanking time, do ya feel this? I didnt feel it, well not totally at least. Then the pliers arrive and he starts to talk to me like I'm standing in front of my house... "its like pulling a tree" he says calmly tugging the the tooth back and forth. TREE? Like pulling a tree where all the other trees in the yard wanna go with it.
At first my tooth did not want to budge, and it was telling all the other teeth, if I go, you all go with me!!! And then the snap. "You might here this break..." Before the procedure we talked about all the bad things that could happen, breaking, crumbling, cutting, ripping, etc.. nice.
SNAPPPP!! It sounded like a bundle of bamboo being snapped via force over something, i dunno, it sounded nasty. It wasn't a SNAP, it was a ssssssnaaaaaapapppppcraaaacccckleeeeeeeeeeeeeeee pop!
"there ya go, take this" he gives me some gauze and my to do list... "we're done?" i say looking up at him still thinking im sure something else bad is about to happen... "yep.. bye" and he was gone.
My todos are vicadin if i need it, salt water often, and drink my liquids. No spitting, no straw sucking. Spit is good for me! I always knew that.