The top two came out no problem, two weeks later the bottom two that were severely impacted were to be taken out.
I took the meds they gave me to simmer me down and knock me out, got in the chair and he took that giant needle and started stabbing it into different spots around my swollen gums, shooting the numbing fluid deep within the nerve endings. Comes back a bit later and starts to hack into my gums ~ but I wasn't numb! I felt it all and started shrieking, he jumped back and grabbed the needle again, reinjecting everywhere I still had feeling. One side was numbed, so he started extracting that tooth as it shattered within my mouth. Back to the other side ~ still had feeling! He must have gone nuts with the numbing agent, because 5 minutes later I could hear him stabbing my gums to check feeling, and he started laughing saying 'You MUST be numb if you can't feel this!'. Next thing I know my mom is holding my hand, my mouth is swollen and sore and I'm being walked to the car.
The part that really sucks is the assistant had forgotten to give me the antibiotics ~ so I got a gnarly 'dry socket' infection or something and could barely eat solid food without it getting caught in the holes that were left from my teeth that were taken out. I would have to pick the food out until finally it healed.
So, no big deal ~ you'll do fine
