Are you kidding me???
I'm so sick of my mouth being prodded and poked. I hate all that stuff in my mouth.
I hate that I can't feel the left side of my face right now. Granted, I'd rather this than feel all the drilling and what-not that's been done to me today. I just hate it all.
Today they gassed me. I think that stuff was invented just for me. I really liked the gas. Without the gas, I was nearly hyperventilating when they were doing stuff to me. My whole body was tense. With the gas, I could feel myself relax all over. I could breathe normally.
I can understand the appeal of hard drugs. I really liked that floaty feeling. Probably a little too much. It's a good thing I'm not a drinker.
Led Zeppelin was on my iPod when the gas kicked in. I can see how those two things REALLY go together!
I now have a temporary crown over the tooth that got the root canal. Getting the permanent one shouldn't be any big deal. Still, having that next appointment on my calendar fills me with dread.
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