went for a dental appointment today. my first since.... since....... primary school i think.
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in the doc's office/operating theater
i din know the diff between them, so i just went with the white. he set about drilling my teeth n mauling my gums. it hurt like hell. i was squirming in the seat; reflexes due to total fear n panic. the way he was going, i thought he was gonna annihilate my teeth.
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halfway thru the process he noticed a decayed wisdom tooth n asked if i wanted it out. thinking of my bike lesson later n concerned bout missing it, i asked how long it'd take.
so i asked him to go ahead
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he then stood up, picked some rod-like stuff(every instrument there looked like a rod), n leaned over me. he was still talking when he poked me with the stick. poke once. poke twice. he then asked me to rinse my mouth while he turned towards his table.
ok, shit. he's taking out the pliers now. shit. he's gonna smash my tooth with the pliers n slowly take out the fragments, while his evil laughter fills the room.
shit shit shit.
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i was lying back preparing to open my mouth for the final agony when he turned back
he pointed to the table. oh my god. he had already taken the tooth out n he was putting it on the table while i was sitting there spooking myself out. apparently the 5 minutes were the time taken for the drug to kick in. damn he's good. then i looked at the offensive little bastard on the table.
hmm, better take it home to freak mum out. good idea, let's do that.
settled with the bill. went to the toilet to check my teeth out. damn, they're white. but there's still blood in my mouth, so i took out the gauze n rinsed my mouth. felt like the right side of my face was paralyzed. looked into the mirror, pinching my lower lip to get rid of the excess spit.
holy shit! i can't feel the right side of my lip!
then i tried smiling. i cudn't feel my right cheek move, but it was a perfect smile in the mirror.
then i started to slap, pinch n prod both my cheeks. the whole right side felt like it was swollen outta proportion. still nothing. if i din look in the mirror i wudn't know i was touching my own face. it felt so weird that i started laughing at my own reflection. i still cudn't feel my right cheek move, but the reflection was laughing properly, n somehow that made it funnier.
lol!
i wondered if the laughing spell was the effect of the tranquilizer. then i thought further. hmm, after the effect wears off i'm prolly gonna go apeshit from the pain. that thought wiped the laugh right off my face. trust me to go demoralizing myself.
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the lady at nyp's graduate office turned out to be a very nice lady after all. after i called to confirm her e-mail address, she asked me wat it was all about. so i went into a more detailed spiel bout the course i'm currently studying. it seems she'd mistaken wat i wanted in the first place.
after 10 minutes of searching thru her computer n the physical files she still cudn't find any records on it. it seemed they've removed the module from the course. it looked like i was doomed to go thru the module all over again. she was telling me my options(none basically) when she suddenly proclaimed she found it.
my joy at that moment was indescribable. i hastened to my alma mater to retrieve the document from the reception. she left me 2 copies. wat a joyous day! i'm so grateful to her.
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in the doc's office/operating theater
doc: so, first time here?
me: ya.
doc: so wat u wanna do today?
me: err...
doc: teeth cleaning?
me: ya.
doc: ok. u wan white look or silver look? white looks nicer.
*****************me: ya.
doc: so wat u wanna do today?
me: err...
doc: teeth cleaning?
me: ya.
doc: ok. u wan white look or silver look? white looks nicer.
i din know the diff between them, so i just went with the white. he set about drilling my teeth n mauling my gums. it hurt like hell. i was squirming in the seat; reflexes due to total fear n panic. the way he was going, i thought he was gonna annihilate my teeth.
**************************
halfway thru the process he noticed a decayed wisdom tooth n asked if i wanted it out. thinking of my bike lesson later n concerned bout missing it, i asked how long it'd take.
doc: 5 minutes.
me: wat?! so fast?
doc: ya.
me: wat?! so fast?
doc: ya.
so i asked him to go ahead
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he started talking bout bikes while he was injecting me with a tranquilizer. so i listened n nodded to his story till i started feeling numb on the right side of my mouth. oh yeah, so he was waiting for the tranquilizer to kick in. i thought he was getting carried away with his conversation.
he then stood up, picked some rod-like stuff(every instrument there looked like a rod), n leaned over me. he was still talking when he poked me with the stick. poke once. poke twice. he then asked me to rinse my mouth while he turned towards his table.
ok, shit. he's taking out the pliers now. shit. he's gonna smash my tooth with the pliers n slowly take out the fragments, while his evil laughter fills the room.
shit shit shit.
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
i was lying back preparing to open my mouth for the final agony when he turned back
doc: it's done.
me: wat!! when?!
doc: just now lor.
me: where is it?
doc: doooo.
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^me: wat!! when?!
doc: just now lor.
me: where is it?
doc: doooo.
he pointed to the table. oh my god. he had already taken the tooth out n he was putting it on the table while i was sitting there spooking myself out. apparently the 5 minutes were the time taken for the drug to kick in. damn he's good. then i looked at the offensive little bastard on the table.
hmm, better take it home to freak mum out. good idea, let's do that.
settled with the bill. went to the toilet to check my teeth out. damn, they're white. but there's still blood in my mouth, so i took out the gauze n rinsed my mouth. felt like the right side of my face was paralyzed. looked into the mirror, pinching my lower lip to get rid of the excess spit.
holy shit! i can't feel the right side of my lip!
then i tried smiling. i cudn't feel my right cheek move, but it was a perfect smile in the mirror.
then i started to slap, pinch n prod both my cheeks. the whole right side felt like it was swollen outta proportion. still nothing. if i din look in the mirror i wudn't know i was touching my own face. it felt so weird that i started laughing at my own reflection. i still cudn't feel my right cheek move, but the reflection was laughing properly, n somehow that made it funnier.
lol!
i wondered if the laughing spell was the effect of the tranquilizer. then i thought further. hmm, after the effect wears off i'm prolly gonna go apeshit from the pain. that thought wiped the laugh right off my face. trust me to go demoralizing myself.
**********************************************
the lady at nyp's graduate office turned out to be a very nice lady after all. after i called to confirm her e-mail address, she asked me wat it was all about. so i went into a more detailed spiel bout the course i'm currently studying. it seems she'd mistaken wat i wanted in the first place.
graduate office: oh! that's wat u wanted! y din u say so earlier? i can give u that.
me: err... (so wat did she think i wanted in the first place?)
graduate office: hang on i'll check for u.
me: err... (so wat did she think i wanted in the first place?)
graduate office: hang on i'll check for u.
after 10 minutes of searching thru her computer n the physical files she still cudn't find any records on it. it seemed they've removed the module from the course. it looked like i was doomed to go thru the module all over again. she was telling me my options(none basically) when she suddenly proclaimed she found it.
my joy at that moment was indescribable. i hastened to my alma mater to retrieve the document from the reception. she left me 2 copies. wat a joyous day! i'm so grateful to her.
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