Man, who likes going to the dentist. I am betting that no one likes that trip.
Why? because usually, we are subjected to pain; sometimes mild, sometimes excruciating. Yet, it must be done, or we will eventually succumb to MORE pain.
One visit years ago, I knew I was getting a tooth pulled, and I took 3 Tylenol 3 before going in. The doc gave me so much novacaine that the entire side of my face was numb; chin to eyes to ear. After that lovely morning, I returned to work. I had a hard time answering my cell phone as I could not feel the phone against my face.
Tylenol 3 never had much effect on me, likely due to drug abuse in my youth.
Today was a little different. This was my first female dentist. She was very good with the two extractions. Stubborn bastids they were, as she tugged and sprayed and drilled for quite some time before getting all the pieces out.
I was worried about her humming along with the Country & Western music playing in the background thinking it may be a gimmick to make me think she was cool an calm while cutting into my gums and yanking out the remnants of 50 year old teeth.
I had noticed a propane torch on the counter in the exam room, and I quizzed her about it before she began asking “is that for unruly patients?”
“Could be” she replied.
‘Before or after the procedure?” I further inquired.
“As necessary” she answered quickly.
I like her.
No pain at all. Gotta love modern chemistry…I do anyway.
No narcotics though. Just extra strength ibuprofen and more amoxicillin.
The novacaine has not worn off yet.
Sigh. No chips tonight..maybe ice cream though; gotta think positive, dude.
I will likely nap for a while this afternoon.