Wisdom Tooth Monday

Went for my wisdom tooth extraction on Monday... All I can say is that it hurts like hell! Well... at least for me, it does.

The only part that I enjoyed was the first 5 minutes of it, when they were giving me one of those dental x-ray to locate my tooth, which is kinda cool, cos I've never seen a dental x-ray in my life! And that was it. The cool part over!

Then the guy picked up a needle, which is prolly about 8 inches long, and stuffed it in my mouth and into my gums. Let's just say that it's an injection from hell. Think of it as one of those normal tooth extraction injections... only 8 to 10 times more painful than that. The funny thing was, he actually told me that the most painful part of the procedure is done! Is that any true? Well, of course not! Like every other doctors, he lied! (To be fair to him, it's true that the physical pain is over, but the mental trauma is just about to start.)

Since they don't knock you out during the procedure, you'll be able to see what is going on and feel everything that is going on in your mouth. I saw the dude picked up a scalpel like thingy and stuffed it into my mouth, while the nurse beside him is already holding up something that looks like a crossed between an ice thong and a claw breaker (one of those thing they give you in the restaurant to break the shell of your crab, lobster, etc.). I closed by eyes after that. It's just far too much for me to take.

Thinking that since they've already numbed my gums and I couldn't feel a thing, it would be safer for me to close my eyes, right? Well, wrong! Although the gum is numb, I can still feel them trying to dig that tooth out; hear the doctor exchanging tools with the nurse; hear the doctor grunting as he tries to pull that tooth out; have that sense of something cracking and detaching from your jaw bones... it's just awful! (I had nightmares for the next two night, of being in there again and the doctor is trying to get that tooth out again and again.)

After he got the tooth out, the dude sounds like an all-excited boy trying to get me to see his latest achievement: "Oh look! It's out! See! No Pain!" I was too scared to look. I wouldn't want to see my blood-coated tooth dangling in front of me! Then he proceeds to tell me something that I consider as too much information: "I'm about to put my fingers back in to pressed your gums over the bones" (...or some shit like that). Like I would want to know that you can see my jaw bones right now!

When everything was done, I asked him if I would need to extract the rest of my wisdom tooth. The dude proceeds to tell me a story, which I think was rather fascinating. Apparently, our teeth are devolving, as we are doing less of the chewing. "During our time of our great grandfathers', they used to bite and chew on sugar canes to get the juices out. So they tend to have all four of their wisdom tooth intact and in good shape. But since we don't chew on sugar canes anymore, (thanks to modern day machines), some of us might not even have to face the problem of wisdom tooth." Which I interpreted as: Our life is governed by sugar canes. The more sugar canes you chew, the less chances you will have of having to extract your wisdom tooth.

(to be continued...)

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