Tonight’s Gonna Be A Good Night
I went to the dentist last week and smugly came home and announced that the hygienist told me I had pretty teeth, therefore validating my devoted flossing. And then I mentioned that I had to go back again to have a cavity filled and it didn’t even occur to me that the whole thing sounded sort of stupid. I mean, a tooth with a big ugly hole in it isn’t very pretty, is it? Especially to a dental hygienist. I think she was just trying to make conversation.
So today I had my cavity filled and the dentist had to dose me three times with the anesthesia and by the third try I just stopped reacting when the drill hit a nerve (sorry!) and dug my fingernails into my palms a bit further. Obviously I must have been somewhat medicated or I would have involuntarily shrieked at high volume but still. You’re not supposed to feel the drill, are you?
Anyway, the medication kicked in about an hour later and suddenly my whole head felt numb and everything on my right side, including my eyebrow, was rendered immobile. So my plan to go to the mall and hit up the MAC counter for some new blush was foiled and I just went home instead and tried to eat ramen. You can imagine how that went, with my droopy lip and half-numb tongue. I’m going to have to do extra laundry tomorrow. And then I baked my favorite chocolate chip cookies. Mainly to celebrate the temperature finally remaining below ninety degrees after a ten-day heatwave. But not inside my house because when you turn the oven on, it heats up the house.
Not my best day. But hey! I have a new bionic tooth and chocolate chip cookies and this week is the season finale of So You Think You Can Dance and after six hours or so I can finally feel my face again. Life is good.
For some reason, the last time I had a cavity filled, I felt the need to get a Cinnabon. I ended up drooling most of that Cinnabon down my blouse.
This SAME THING happens to me at the dentist. The dentist seems not to have any idea what to do other than continually assure me that this will NOT HURT and then it DOES HURT and then later my HEAD IS UNRESPONSIVE.
The image of you at the MAC counter with half your face drooping made me LOL!
Seriously though, the efficacy of the shot is on a 30-60min time delay. If they weren’t in such a hurry, people could actually FEEL the medication before they drill and they wouldn’t have to give as much.