I’ve done it. I’ve had my two left wisdom teeth taken out. I didn’t like it.

First of all the novacaine shot hurts. Then it didn’t numb enough the first time, so I had to get another one. After that, the top was numb, but the bottom wasn’t and I had to get a third shot.

Then the dentist began working on the top tooth. I was not prepared at all for the manner in which they take your teeth out. I don’t know what I expected them to do, but just digging around until the dang thing can be yanked is most definitely NOT what I expected.

That part was the scariest part!

Until he got to the bottom tooth. That seemed relatively okay until he pulled the tooth out and cursed because a part of the root was stuck in there. So he used two or three different tools and exclaimed several times, that he couldn’t believe it. Then he sent an assistant out to get a different tool, exclaimed a few more times… Then he got up himself and retrieved some kind of tool. The small part looked sort of like the needle you use to blow up a football and that somehow magically attached to the root bit. Then the dentist attached that to something that looked like a mouth harp with a little winch in it and seemed to winch the thing out until he could clamp it and yank.

Then he looked at me and asked oh so innocently if I felt ok. What?? How should I?

So Flo took me home, stopping on the way to buy me painkillers at the pharmacy. Later he made me soup, broke my horsepills up for me so I could swallow them and plopped me on the couch… where I watched old episodes of The Cosby Show on youtube. That made me feel better.

So the moral of the story is: pity me!