Everyone who told me, "Don't worry, it's just a wisdom tooth, you'll be fine, no big deal," you lied, and I hate you all. This was the single most horrible event in my life, including rape, food poisoning, near drowning, 7 broken bones, and 8 years suffering from Still's Disease.

They worked on me, without respite, for almost two hours. The novicane wore off three times; they didn't give me any gas. I lost count of how many instruments they used. Apparently, the WAY the tooth was growing in and the small size of my mouth kept her from being able to easily remove it. Eventually, she broke the tooth (whimper) and began extracting it in pieces. The third time the novicane wore off, right around when she broke the tooth, I didn't bother to say anything. When the bits came out, it showed what the further problem was: some of the roots had grown curved and sideways in a "fish hook" anchoring the tooth to my jaw bone.

I will admit it freely. I cried. After about half an hour, I was just so sore, stressed and frustrated by her constant, "It's almost out now," (liar!) that I could not stop the tears from flowing. Goddess bless the inventors of the iPod shuffle. That little purple box pumping soothing music into my ears is the only thing that kept me from losing it completely and sobbing the whole time.

I have two sutures, and because of how hard she was pulling on my cheek, I look like I was punched in the mouth, all black and blue. I have multiple muscle cramps in my core from straining against reacting to the pain and misery. Once I was finally free, it took the pharmacy 45 minutes to fill my prescriptions, by which time the faint remnants of the novicane had entirely worn off, and I began crying again from the pain, in the middle of Wal-mart.

Now I'm finally home, the drugs are FINALLY kicking in, and I am SO very glad I don't have to work tomorrow. Tommy is making me Shells and Cheese for dinner, and there is Brownie Batter ice cream in the freezer. 'Cause I REALLY need soothing. I cannot exaggerate how terribly miserable today has been. I would seriously consider killing myself before undergoing THAT again.