Cracking Teeth & Tampons: Just Another Day at the Dentist

An email from my dad titled, "Same-o, same-o, just another day w/ your dentist!"

This past Friday...

It started out w/a double dose of Novocain, a simple extraction...ha ...we checked the x-ray, the doc seemed overjoyed at the prospects...piece of cake, he thought.

He then wrestled in my mouth for about 10 minutes & I knew it was over...until he advised me that the crown was off. I thought wtf, we should be done w/the complete process by now.

He then told me not to be alarmed by the sound of cracking teeth...it was normal.  I thought wtf.

He pried, to no avail...he drilled.  Shards of teeth were flying in my mouth.  His assistant was clutching me and asking if I was okay.  I was bound & gagged & too dazed to respond.  They took that as a "yes".

He then went to prying again.  He was applying a mini crowbar & his hands were shaking...he was determined...I was thinking wtf!

I really think at that point he wanted to mount me, to get more leverage.  I was now at the point of not even thinking wtf.

I was then informed that the root canal had caused the remnants of roots to fuse to the jawbone & entry into the jawbone was necessary & tough!

If I walk out of here alive...yea!!  I thought.


I did; I survived & only bleed for 10 hours afterwards.

Tampons really work well for plugging the hole.  When we went to McDonalds, for a vanilla shake, I was surprised at some patrons reaction to me removing my bloody tampon to see if I needed a change!!!

Just another day at the "Ol' Dental Office'!!

Just Hooked a Big One!

My dad emailed this photo with the title, "Just hooked a big one!"

My little kid bro replied:

Nice dude!! You got that finger up there huh? Looks like its tickling your brain....

Course I hate to break it to ya, but the last person to take a pic with that statue was an elderly lady who sat on the finger, caption reading: "It's confirmed, I still don't have a prostate."