Stahlseele wrote:I had to have all 4 wisdom teeth removed . .
I had 2 surgeries for that.
I ended up badly scratched and bruised, because the painkillers they gave me made my whole body kinda numbish . . that was the most pleasant dentistry experience i have ever had in my whole life . .
All the others were horribly, especially the one where my sedation for having a tooth pulled was swapped with that of my mother in the next room having a small hole filled <.<
Fun story about sedation dentistry. I needed it once for a root canal because they needed to be able to fit x-ray stuff in my mouth while they were doing it but my gag reflex wasn't having any of that so we opted for Halcion as a way of getting me loopy enough to not choke on the equipment.
So you're supposed to take two pills an hour before the appointment, and you're supposed to start feeling the stuff work about 30 minutes in. We arrive and I'm still completely alert and lucid so they give me 30 more minutes. Nothing, so they take a third pill and crush it up and I take that and then 30 minutes later I'm basically unconscious (only not really, I just can't remember the rest of the visit).
So I need to go back a couple months later for a separate issue that requires sedation for the same reason because the back of my throat is too damn ticklish apparently. So knowing I apparently have an incredibly high tolerance to this drug I take three pills at the outset and have my dad drive me over. Only now I'm having the same problem. Sitting there completely lucid and not at all out of it. So they get a fourth pill, crush it up and I take it. Another hour passes and I still don't feel anything and they're getting antsy because at this point we're running up against other appointments. So fifth pill crush it up and swallow it and finally I begin to feel something so they hurry me on to the chair and I don't really remember anything past that point.
What I do remember is the fact I slept for a literal 24 hours after that visit. from 4 pm that afternoon to 4 pm the following afternoon. In retrospect I probably very nearly died from an overdose, but at the time I'd trusted my dentist to know what a reasonable amount was to take.