Let There Be White

Here's what happened to me last Thursday.


So, I broke my tooth two Fridays ago and have been on the way to getting it fixed. (Btw, I broke my tooth on popcorn. By God, it was delicious popcorn, no regrets, but I honestly have no idea how I manged to break my front tooth doing so. It's not like I pick up each piece and bite into them with reckless abandon. Popcorn is more of a stuff-face type of food. Pick up handful--shovel into mouth. Repeat.)


I have to get porcelain crowns on my front two teeth now, so before that I needed to get my teeth whitened. Easy procedure, yes? 

Pffffff...

I had it done Thursday morning at 7am, and they put me on Nitrous Oxide for an hour. I was like, "Ok" cuz the nurse was like, "You'll be back to normal once we take you off it." And I was like, "Ok" again, and they pulled this red nose-mask over my, well, nose, carefully hiding the stench of what would soon be my poison underneath the subtle hint of strawberries.


Well, it worked for a while and I was trippin' (I could go into detail about this, paint a picture, write a No. 1 Hit Single and make millions, but I digress). But after an hour I basically overdosed, and felt really sick, so I motioned to the dentist and said "Iiia eeAal iikh," (I couldn't move my lips--but he apparently speaks "Garble"), and he turned off the gas and put me on oxygen instead. But the procedure was only two-thirds done, so I had to do the rest of it without the pain numbing stuff and that hurt like the fires of some mighty, evil beast. So, it was either: be sick by this gas, or feel the pain of the procedure. I chose the pain.

Anyway, so after it was done, I was woozy and tired and clutching onto the receptionists desk for support as I paid the woman (who didn't seem to notice that I was seriously considering sleeping on her counter top), and I dunno how I managed to drive home, but once I was there, I collapsed just inside my door and lay there for a very long time. I couldn't go to my first class (Arabic, even though I'd already done my homework and stuff) so I thought: "Well, this will have worn off by my second class, which is at 1, so I'll just sleep until then." Silly me. And believe you me, I most definitely would have gone to class. We had our 2nd test ever in that class, and I managed to miss it. 


Anyway. Long the story was long. Thursday was awesome! kinda sucked. But I'm better now, no complaints, so no worries.
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