Thab's righbit. Ib hateb theb denbtis.
[uh, once more in English, Robomarkov.]
I hate the dentist. It is like being kicked in the gonads except it is your mouth. I am a bit resistant to Novocane and Lidocane so I always wind up getting a double dose. I just love the feeling of having needles jabbed into my jaw and then whittled around. Orgasmic!
It is lunchtime and I get to drink Ovaltine since I cannot chew. Such a fulfilling meal. NOT!
At least all the drilling is done. My composite fillings had degraded a bit and allowed a tooth to start decaying UNDER THE FILLING. Also, I had some teeth that were starting to fracture due to the thin enamel left behind from my silver amalgam fillings (all which were removed back in '97). The next appointment will be for a deep cleaning. This is beyond the normal type polishing we are all familiar with. This requires your jaw to be numbed. It is all part of preventing my gums from receding.. any more. I haven't been to the dentist in two years. Some things have gone awry, but only just.
I feel miserable. My jaw is sore despite the fact that I feel like the right side of my face is missing.
UPDATE: Gah! My lip itches and I can't scratch it because it is numb! [whimper]