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So Wednesday I had my wisdom teeth ripped out of my head and the coolest thing was how relaxed I was. I was not put under. The dentist gave me Ativan and we did Nitrous Oxide gas. Bang! Zoom! I was done in 45 minutes; all four teeth. Lickity split. Looking back on it, as I have a few days off work to recover, As the doc was grabbing onto my teeth and yankin ‘em out, the sound of the jaw cracking as the teeth released was strangely uneventful to me. I don’t recall feeling any sudden change in my orientation aside from the slight dizziness once the Ativan took effect. The gas seemed absolutely normal and yet this guy has hand tools in my mouth. He asked me in the middle of the procedure if everything was okay, and everything was dandy. then he grabbed a tooth and cracked away. I’m sure it was kind of nasty but I didn’t give shit. It was pretty cool I have to admit. Don’t get me wrong though, I’m glad I don’t have to do it again.
I’m a late comer for sure; 35 and getting your wisdom teeth out is late by anyone’s standards. Today, 2 days later I feel almost 100 percent. Just trying to avoid dry socket.
