Y'all want a dentist story? I got one. Buckle up.
Back story, I got bad teeth not by birth but because my parents were cheap, next level asian cheap and never brought me to a dentist as a kid.
Well, years later and I'm in my 20's and already need a damned root canal on a molar. Now, I never liked my dentist, but been seeing them because again... Asian family network or whatever. He always seems too arrogant, doesn't explain the process of what they're doing or really give you options, but hey professionals know what they're doing and not there to give great customer service right? so whatever.
Move to operating chair for the root canal, and I start getting hit with the freezing needles talk, give it a few minutes etc. For whatever reason or other I never freeze well, I need an unusual amount to get fully numb. I have to remind my dentist basically every time even for filling cavities because, well he's not great. You can sense where this is going.
Coming back to the root canal, they explain they're going to do the freezing and I once again remind that I need more than the usual amount. They assure they've done the necessary amount and I won't feel anything. THIS WAS 100% INCORRECT. They drill a hole into the tooth, as you do for root canals... and halfway through the procedure with a gaping hole exposing all my nerves of my molar and what felt like a million tiny acupuncture needles jammed inside, my sense of pain started shooting back real fast and there was nothing I could do about it. I got like 4 hands prying my mouth open, with really sharp things attached to an open tooth, I couldn't do shit. My body was starting to have micro-contractions everywhere, I was trying to fight the pain, sweat was bubbling up and in like seconds I went from dry to dripping like a faucet on my forehead.
I tried to make some noise, or some kind of signal to let them know something was FUCKING NOT RIGHT with the anesthetic but I swear they weren't paying attention to me at all because something was going wrong with the procedure at the same time. Something something about finding a 3rd giant nerve that wasn't on the x-ray I could hear. I'm freaking out internally, all the while I could FEEL MORE of each and every poke and prod, and the drilling straight into my nerves trying to kill it. You want terrorist interrogation techniques? Cut open their tooth and start pinching their nerves. What felt like an eternity but maybe was like a few minutes, they finally notice that I'm sweating profusely (probably not normal eh) and start dabbing me down with tissue after tissue, probably emptied the whole box. They ask if I can FEEL with some concerned faces. I'm like, YA THINK. They scramble to shoot another shot, or two, or three of anesthetic? They decide to end the procedure halfway and write me a prescription for some T3's and sends me on my way saying come back in a few days to finish. I'm pretty pissed and disoriented at this point, and just want out so I leave for the pharmacy.
About 30 minutes later, I'm in the parking lot of Costco heading to the pharmacy to get my painkillers. About halfway walking through the parking lot, the rest of the anesthetic wears off and I felt like Thor himself punched the side of my face, then took some needle tipped pliers to apply pressure to an open wound. I don't know how, I swear I was crawling on the ground at some point but I got to the pharmacy desk to get my prescription. I sat or limped there for what felt like an eternity, got my T3's and immediately downed what was the "theoretical maximum limit" of pills one should take daily (like 10 or something?). I drove my ass home, crawled into bed and passed out for maybe an hour or two. Woke up again with shooting pain from my tooth, I got my damn dentists office on the phone. Demanded to speak with him directly, and no I wasn't going to be called back later. Told em off with the shit I just went through, I'm going to need this shit fixed like now, and that I wasn't going to set foot back on his chair again because he is incompetent for my situation. Get a call first thing the next morning from a dental surgeon, saying they'll see me immediately, and that the dentist will be fully covering the cost of the "friendly referral".
Alright, that's my dentist story. Where were we again? Shots? Yea, I used to get a little tense getting them. All good now. Hows the Covid one, kinda like a quick flu shot right?
@Obsidien. Your old hackjob dentist sounds like my old dentist, what would the odds of that be LOL.
