Today was the day. The deed is done. After much anticipation, I had my very first root canal.
And I have to tell you, it wasn't so bad. Now my opinion may change once the Novocaine wears off, but judging by what transpired, I'm not sure that will be anytime soon.
Unfortunately, I'm not a very good patient. I've had many a dentist frustrated with me because no matter how much Novocaine they pump into me, I still flinch at EVERYTHING. I could still hear them, trying to stay calm as they spit the words from between their gritted teeth. "You still feel that."
Luckily this guy was a pro. He tried once, no luck. Twice, the same. But there was no knashing of teeth, no frustration to be heard. By the third try he wised up and brought out the big guns. As a result I felt nothing.
And I mean nothing.
That's a good thing right? Well...there were a couple of minor side affects. Like the fact that I am currently numb from my eyeball (yes, my left eye was literally hard to blink) down to my chin. I kind of look like someone went a little wild with the Botox -- on just one side of my face.
I couldn't smile if I tried. Or blink. Or talk. But, hey, I can still type so all is good.
Now the fun will really begin once the kids get home, which is any minute now. There will of course be the requisite pointing. Plus the laughs. And one must not forget the we're laughing with you jokes that will follow.
I'm getting tired just thinking about it. And as I type I feel the slightest throb starting to creep into my frozen jaw. Hmm, maybe its time for those pain killers the dear doc prescribed. What a nice guy.
And after that? There is no after. Just lots of snoring...and probably some good drooling added in for good measure.