I've gone to a series of crap dentists and have nothing but hate for the entire profession. My current dentist does not speak english very well and her assistants translate for her but in a really asshole way that shows they think they are better than her because they are white and she isnt. I once had a dentist drop an instrument on the ground and then pick it up and try to put it in my mouth. I had another dentist accidently knock a tooth out once. I'm also not very sensitive to the numbing shit so most of the time they load me to the limit and then it still hurts like a motherfucker until an hour later when I can't feel shit anymore but by then it doesnt matter.

/comfort Stefi

 

That sucks about you guys' crappy dentist experiences and the pain, the pain.  Ouch.

I had my wisdom teeth taken out, unexpectedly, when I came home from college for winter break my first year. 

My pop knew I hated needles so he took me in for what was supposed to be a "consultation" with the actual event happening some other time. I went with him because I was still on his insurance.

We were referred to an oral surgeon, a pretty red-headed woman, late 20s I would say with some really cute assistants.  So she talked to me and then said I could go with the assistants and we would do it right then and it would be over in like twenty minutes.

WTF?

No, that wasn't the plan.  No needles!

Anyway, they hooked me up to an IV and told me to count backwards.  I had wanted to wear a tape recorder as I wanted to record the time I would be unconscious because I had never been put under before.  Only, the small tape recorder was in my bag, in the car, and I didn't have time to get it since they whisked me to the operating table immediately after the "consultation."

So I get to counting backwards from 100 to maybe 35 or so and was just about to say that the anaesthetic wasn't working when the entire room went sideways. a high-pitched hum entered my ears and I started to feel really really good.

So I say to them, high as a kite, "So, what are you ladies doing after the operassssshhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiooooooooooo-"

I then woke up to my father pushing me out the front door of the building and into the car.  -blank space, silence-

I then remember sticking my head out the window yelling something like, "Woo-hoo!" to passing cars, mouth jammed with gauze and cotton, with my dad kinda laughing and yelling at me to stick my head back inside the car while he grabbed at my shirt. -Blank space, silence-

I then remember getting to the front door of the house, and forgetting how to open it, possibly singing some silly song about opening a door . . . -Blank space, silence-

I then remember needing to get up out of my bed, doing so, then stumbling to the bathroom and puking congealed blood.  See, what those bitches neglected to tell me was that I would swallow a shitload of blood and that my body would not like that. 

Anyway, I was fine in the pain department.  I then went back to school the next day and was really really hungry, but I couldn't chew.  So I decided I wanted a Big Mac and Fries and I was going to put them in the blender and drink my meal.

I went to McDonald's down the street from me, and grabbed a Big Mac Value Meal with a shake.  I went to my kitchen where I kept my blender, because OCD people need their shit to be in the right place at all times, only it wasn't there.  Then I had a vague recollection that my old roommate borrowed it right before I went home.  He was going to throw a going away party and asked to borrow it for the night.

So I called him, "Duwde, wherr's my bwender?"

"What? What's wrong with your voice?"

"I hawd my visdomn tweeth twaken out.  I cwan't eeweet.  I wan two get mwy bwender back frumme yeuwe swo i cwan bwrend a Bwic Mwac anwnd dwink it."

"Uh, well, that's going to be a problem.  See, Stacy borrowed the decanter from me because hers broke, but the lid is with Abby and the base is with Mark, and they're all gone for the break."

"Vwut tha fuwck, dwude!  I nweed it to eat my wunch.  It's getting cwold.   Bwitch, you fwucking owe me a newe brender, muwder-fuwcker.  Youwe down't juws go awound givwing away peopowl's shwit like thawt.  Fuwck!"

So, I just gummed the fries and chopped up the burger and swallowed big chunks without chewing.  I later found out that these three separate people, who had the three separate pieces of my prized blender, had graduated and had gone home permanently, with pieces of my blender!  I remember now there was a reason I didn't want to live with those guys anymore.

That bastard still owes me a blender.  And I never did find out if those bitches sucked on my cock while I was asleep.  One can only hope, right?  Damn, I wish I had taped that tape recorder to my sock when I had the chance.

Reading the stories of an eloquent OCD are absolutely fascinating. Especially when hearing about the pain and suffering part. The emphasis seems to be everywhere but the pain and suffering, even though it's the main part of the story. Intriguing!

I woke up in the middle of my wisdom teeth removal surgery.  They cut into my gums to get to one of my wisdom teeth, and I woke up and felt the pulling.  It occassionally still aches in that area, even with the tooth gone.

Yes there are some real bad dentist out there and its hard to find a good one i did after a long time and i wish i had him from the start.

 i have a fucked up mouth IM now missing #1,2,3,16,21,29,30,31and 32 do to the fact that i had a bad dentist early in life. he said i had room for my wisdom teeth to come it . there wasnt, my mouth is to small and they wound all fight for room.  As they jocky for there new place in life i started to grind my teeth in my sleep and had no clue that it was happing. that the same time my Dad skip town and left my Mom with the 4 us the feed cash was tight so we did go to the dentist for the hell of it, if you wasnt in pain you didnt go.

 Jump forwards a bit and 2 dentist later i was 20 and my lower right wisdom tooth was killing me the doc said in had to come out and he didnt pull the big ones. So he gave me the # of doc Bird and thats what he does the olny thing he does is pull teeth. I give him a call said i was in pain he set me for the next day and ask if i needed piankiller to get to sleep i said ill make throw 1 more night. next day i get to his office they rush me in to the chair by this time im going holy shit is going to suck. Doc Bird walks in a quick hi and hellow lets get it done in open my mouth and he says WTF whos your dentist and some one get him on the phone NOW. he bicth him out for 15 mins as we waited for the novocaine to kick. he in hang up the phone with a slam and told me never go back to that hack again ill give you a list of good dentist to pick from.

 now for the pulling part the lower came out in under a min im not fucking was you it was fast and Birb said it was on the Lager side for wisdom teeth. he look up at the upper one and said that one needs to go too ill do it for free i just need your Ok. i node my head it was gone in 5 sec he is very good at his job. i was in less pain then i when in there with.

 the hunte for a New guy to work on my mouth when on for a long time till i found one. who is Great an exnavy dentist who kowns his shit is strige up and front about what needs to be done and hates to see anyone in pain. he was the frist Doc the sit down and talk about what was going on with my teeth and ask me what i wanted to do in long term no short cut lets fix It.