Back in 2005 I had my top 2 wisdom teeth removed whilst under sedation. I went to the hospital, they inserted a cannula into the back of my right hand, flushed some saline through and then let the drugs seep into my vein. It was icy cold and I began to feel woozy and so damn relaxed.
About 5 minutes later I was sitting in a chair with my mouth stuffed with cotton wool and feeling like I could sleep for ages.
The dentist said to me “how long do you think it’s been?”
I replied “afouff fen fiffutes?”
The dentist laughed and came back with “more like an hour and ten minutes”
I lost an hour under sedation! It was like the Hang Over but with no imitated tiger fucking, no stripper wedding, no crazy chinese drug dealers and no sunburnt groom on a roof. At least I don’t think so anyway. The only similarity was the missing teeth!
It was immense. Felt great but with a side effect of having not a clue! Slowly a few things came back to me, like they had a problem removing one of the teeth and it took 2 people to yank it out.
I always said that I’d never use drugs recreationally, but i would totally hit up some sedatives for the immense feeling! (it’s unlikely that I’d ever be able to though, sedation drugs aren’t on supermarket shelves and I sure ad hell don’t know any unsavoury characters!)
Fast forward to last April this year when I had the bottom 2 wisdom teeth removed. I was actually looking forward to it! Until the dental surgeon took one look in my mouth and said “they’re coming out under a general anaesthetic”
Now that is a whole different ball game and not nearly as much fun!
I know which one I’d do again if I had any more wisdom teeth that needed yanking!
Fast forward from April to last week. My best friend calls me and starts asking me what to expect as she’s having a wisdom tooth out under sedation. I didn’t lie one little bit. In fact I think my actual words were “don’t worry, you’ll love it”. Not exactly 5 words you would normally associate with dental surgery.
Together my best friend and myself have a great time which is often just long periods of laughter. No one makes me laugh as much as she does.
I said to her today (she has her tooth out this evening) “Kare, you know what would be fun?”
She started to laugh, her best friend sixth sense kicking in.
“if we both got sedated and filmed the resulting carnage. Not the amount they normally use mind you, just a fraction of that. I think the hit would be immense and the video of our antics after would be fucking hilarious”
I said all this in a serious voice whilst she pretty much laughed hysterically the more I talked.
We both laughed for a while at the thought of it, whilst her mother laughed in the background, then both agreed it was unlikely to ever happen.
Guess our next antics will only arrive once we’ve broken out the wine.