It's taken me a while to decode dentist-speak.
"Mild discomfort" means, of course, pain.
"A little pressure" means stabbing pain.
"This won't hurt a bit" means "I'm an awful liar, but I'm trying."
And if they say "Well, okay, this is gonna hurt," get out of the chair and get to your car before they can bolt you down. If they stop you, go for the eyes. That's where they're weakest.
"Mild discomfort" means, of course, pain.
"A little pressure" means stabbing pain.
"This won't hurt a bit" means "I'm an awful liar, but I'm trying."
And if they say "Well, okay, this is gonna hurt," get out of the chair and get to your car before they can bolt you down. If they stop you, go for the eyes. That's where they're weakest.
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Ditto...
Personally, I keep asking _not_ to get novacaine... all it does is numb my face, but never my mouth... so I get to feel all the discomfort anyway... and then spend the rest of the day waiting to get the feeling back in my nose...
I figure I made it through a root canal without assistance... what could possibly be worse than that?
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Only two things, in my personal experience:
-- Getting a tooth cracked and half and extracted.
-- "Crown lengthening," which strikes me as a euphemism; it's actually where they cut open the gum and push it back into place after it's swelled up too much.
But I've inherited a phenomenal resistance to -caine meds, so a typical dose just bounces right off, and to get me at all numb, instead of one-shot-and-wait-10-minutes it's more four-shots-and-wait-a-half-hour.
I consider myself something of an explorer of dental pain. An agonaut, if you will. (Still, a root canal? Nothing to sneeze at, to be sure.)
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And your icon is...bewildering, if cute.
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They laughed a bit, but humored me with the nitrous.
And then the screaming started. My mother, who was waiting in the lobby at the time, told me later that a very harried looking nurse had to rush to shut every door between the lobby and my room, and that I was screaming something about the doctor being a hack and if he didn't stop poking me with the damn needle I was leaving. Or throwing up.
I, of course, remember very little of this.
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