I went to the dentist yesterday so
that he could fill/replace my tooth. I
was loaded up on Novocain – I think it affected my mental state. I remember going to another dentist many
years ago. He was my very first dentist when
I lived in Midvale. He would ask
patients if they wanted gas to help them relax or the walkman and maybe
something else. I wanted it all.
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| How the right side of my mouth felt each time I tried to eat |
I don’t know why when my mouth is
getting worked on, I somehow feel so relaxed in the dentist chair. I’m really not. I could sense my body tension as I sat in the
dentist chair yesterday, but in my mind, I thought I was relaxed. Somehow my mind detaches from my physical
body when I am in the dentist chair.
They had given me sunglasses to block
out the glare. I had also closed my eyes
and went back in a time when I had gone to the dentist in Midvale and also when
I was loaded up on epidural the time I gave birth to Jenna. They kept telling me on telling me to
push. In my mind I was pushing. Apparently I wasn’t making any physical effort.
My mouth was open wide. It felt like I had nine different instruments
in my mouth in addition to gloved human fingers. They had invited another
person to assist. Are you kidding
me? How many hands can I fit into my
mouth? The one called to assist was
operating another machine and was never directly in my mouth. Even if I had had my eyes open and there’d
been a mirror, I don’t think I would have been able to see as the doctor hands
would have been in the way.
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| This is sort of how it felt - but no tie around my head. It felt like gauze on the inside of my mouth |
One instrument felt cold against my
mouth – as though it had just been removed from the freezer. One assistant held my tongue – my overly long
tongue which has pushed my teeth out and most likely undone three years worth
of braces torture and expense. What a
waste. What a shame.
My face itched. I tried scratching but my face was so numb I
wasn’t even feeling it. I drove myself
home and tried to enjoy the turkey dinner that Roland had prepared. Just when I thought my taste buds were coming
back from the D3 problem I mentioned here, the Novocain has set me back again.
I could not taste what I was eating and therefore didn’t finish.
I will be staying away from crunchy
stuff for a while so as not to upset my tooth.
The Novocain has since worn off my face – though I suspect I may still
have some in my mouth as things still don’t feel back to normal for me. Roland starts his vacation today. The work assignment I had set up for today
fell through. Just as well.
