Some Life Stuff

My Tooth Has Been Taken Out

Yup, You read that correctly. Maybe. Yeah, Two weeks ago I had a tooth taken out. It was a wisdom tooth and sadly. I was not out under laughing gas, It was terrifying. Or it might have been because I'm a wuss but whatever. All you need to know is I'm a pussy and have to live the rest of my life without a tooth. So. I'll start from the beginning.

I had trouble with this tooth in the past. This little shit would make my life a living hell. Even if I brushed my teeth the damned thing would get cavities and pretty much kill me. So after getting a huge filling in the tooth last month, I ended up waking up one morning and Welp. There was a huge lump underneath my tooth. So I was kinda just like "The fuk" and after telling my parents about it. They thought it was an abses but after going to the dentist [This one wasn't my regular dentist and was terrified]. Turns out they wanted to take my giant filling out. I was pretty much saying no, Luckily they listened and didn't but they confirmed it wasnt an absess and that what might be happening is the root is that tooth was dying. Then around a monrg or so of the lump going up and then shrinking, I got to the dentist and boy howdy I was terrified. Since last time ehat happened was I got One needle, Since I had a tooth taken about before because it kinda broke and wasn't god to keep In. But his time. Guess what. My needles went above the average two and I got three. Three huge fucking needles and I didn't not want to do it. I'm terrified of needles and just. Uh I can't deal with shit like that but then it came to the Clappers where they would pull out my toot and I'd want to kill myself. But seriously. It took them 5 minutes to convince me it would be okay, So eventually I let them and I basically crushed my mum's hand. It font hurt though. I guess I was just terrified of the fact that they would move the champers back and forth and I was pretty much hyperventilating. Then they took it out. I'm kinda in shock in the chair, I get a thing in my mouth which was like a white roll thing. I also really loved the fact that I could taste my own fucking blood. It was brilliant. Along with the fact that not only moments of getting out the building. My gum started to bleed agian. We then rushed back in grabbed another while roll things and I used up both of them. I wasn't able to eat for two and a half hours which really sucked cause I had my favorite type of doritos there and was kinda like "W O I"
So just now. The hole in my gum id still there buts it slowly healing which is good. I mean. I don't taste my own blood anymore but it still fucking annoys me that sometimes food will get in the hole and I have to pick it out with either my tongue or fingers. It's weird.