Because I haven't had enough dental work, apparently.

February 23rd, 2016

IMMORTAN DENNY

So today was the day I had to have a surgery on my mouth.

As expected, this sucked pretty hard, and my dentist felt the need to pretty much hack his way through my gums into the root he wished to remove. Thus, I am on the good drugs right now. I'd like to say that I was on the good drugs at the time he was inflicting all of his power tools on my face, but even the gas didn't seem to take care of all the pain inflicted by his chop chop choppery.

But on the bright side, all of this terror and/or horror is done with, save for a check-up he wants to give me in two weeks. Hopefully there won't be any other business involved with this procedure, but he made some cryptic comments about building a 'new crown' for that tooth, which is about where I draw the line. He's already done two root canals and one crowning on that thing, which is enough.

I'm about to tell him to just pull the darn thing. I definitely will if it gives me any more grief, that's for sure. But for now, at least, I have relative peace. The happy fun time drugs are at least keeping me from feeling any pain, unless I laugh and stretch my face, or bump my head into something, or chew on that side of my mouth, or touch the sutures holding my mouth together.

But I'm stoned, so I don't care even if I do those things, really.

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