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Discussion in 'Bad Dog Cafe' started by LGOberean, Jul 8, 2021.
Yet another PRS sold.
Thats messed up!
Funny, but messed up!
Well, I admit that I'm partial to my own mug, but even I wouldn't go that far! Did you take a good look at those pics? Have you had your eyes checked lately?
Sorry about that....
Just be sure to rinse with antiseptic mouthwash or salt water so you don't get an infection.
That’s what I was picturing, a boot heel to the eye socket for extra leverage, civil war style. Get well man, that’s gnarly!
Of course that's how it went... both hands on the pliers... POP.
@LGOberean just doesn't know it because the dentist slipped him some of the good stuff.
The answer to the question is always NO, if the question is "do these pants/dress/shorts make my ass look big ?"
I was about 28 when my wisdom teeth decided to destroy my very being.
A visit to the dentist and some xrays confirmed it. The things were on a mission.
Now I wouldnt consider my self a wimp, but having had multiple extractions and experiencing that deep nerve block anaesthetic many times, combined with seeing the monsters trying to take over my jawline.... It didnt take long to conclude that I was very motivated to experience general anesthesia for this little journey.
I discussed this with the dentist and upon review of the xrays, he agreed that it was a good idea. And confirmed it was an option.
The date was set for dental surgury.
Young lady I was dating at the time accompanied me so I had a driver to take me home.
Upon regaining consciousness, I immediately asked for a pen and paper, as I couldnt speak due to the seeming fifty pounds of cotton and gauze stuffed in my mouth.
I wrote the question "how did I get here?"
Girlfriend, laughing... "You drove"
Me: "no, I mean to this room?"
Girlfriend: " you walked"
Me: "no, seriously, how did I get here?"
Her: " you walked! I watched you!"
Me: "not possible. I'm serious. How did I get here?"
And so on...
I get home, and the anesthetic begins to wear off and will tell you right now, I dont know if there has ever been a time in my life where I so desperately needed strong pain meds. And I have been hurt pretty badly a few times.
I got the scrip filled, settled down, got some rest and felt a little better the next day.
Thats when I peeled off my shirt revealing a big perfect handprint bruise on my chest...
There was no mistaking it. It wasnt "kinda like" a handprint, it was distinct and obvious.
I kind of hinted and asked the dentist on a follow up visit, he said "oh yeah, that was memorable. I have never seen bigger wisdom teeth and it took some chiseling...."
Next stop, when you get a root canal and theres visible smoke coming out of your mouth during the procedure!
Feels odd to like a post about dental surgery. Mine was more of an “I can relate” like
Go with a hero story, it worked for ancient Greece.
Totally stupid, but "yes, dear" is quite usually the response required to maintain a reasonably calm relationship. No point arguing with a stone block.
There, there my Dear... it will all be OK..
Did you go to this guy?
You have my sympathy's friend I have experienced a lot of dental work and I understand the trauma of the experience first hand.
At first I though that the chicken wire in front of the stage had been taken down.
I hope you feel better soon, and remember, it's for just such an occasion that the Irish invented whisky
Going into the dentist now for a broken and painful molar. Hoping for no hand or feet prints on me coming out.
At least she only had to tell you once.
Thats totally on you brother....if you had not opened wide....its so well hidden he would not even have found your mouth
Can't argue with ya, there! The dentist was talking to me about other work to be done, including either partial or full upper dentures. He kept talking about being happy with my smile, to which I replied, "No one's seen my smile in decades!"