Tooth and Nail

The wisdom that I got from this teeth is worth reckoning: better get it extracted in good time. She was contemplating to refer me to a surgeon as I told her that the tooth is pressing against the others. The X ray proved optimistic and I convinced her that she should be confident of herself, at least in front of the patient AKA me. She did warn me that in case there was an issue I would have to leave and drive to the surgeon. I agreed.

The wisdom tooth: I prefer to call it wise guy due to its inclination outside towards the cheek. The plan: to reflect the tooth from all sides: for the non initiated, reflect stands for digging the sides of flesh on the sides of the tooth. Then she would try to elevate the tooth(make it move from it's lodge with a crowbar!) and finally pull it with a set of pliers (eeks!).

She started with anesthesia. As expected, the first dose was useless. Was this due to years of inebriation and getting used to it? The second also, but she nevertheless started digging which needless to say was excruciating. The result: she sprayed more anesthesia and tried. Again she injected the fourth dose and did some more. Finally in the last effort she gave me another spray-the fifth dose.
Now, the tooth pained only when she tried to dislodge it. Elevation it is called and is done with a crowbar! Jipes!!! She was on top and her assistant holding my jaw. I was myself holding my chin down to prevent the reflex action.

In the middle of 4-5 bouts of elevation (I can hear the tools screeching on the bone still!) and fearing my syncope, I had two glasses of water- at different intervals, went through bouts of fear and laughter, shaking of the legs and checking of my BP.

Finally I told her to go ahead and I will suffer the pain. She and her assistant were both on me and they tried thrice or more.Somewhere in between, I was screaming also... I don't know how many patients changed their minds hearing me as the clinic was pretty deserted later. Finally I saw her holding the pliers. This was more than painful.

She looked tired and sighed " Can you come in tomorrow again? You are in such pain, we can't do it today." I was crestfallen. "I will suffer more pain but please do it now" The next moment I see her smiling holding the culprit between her thumb and forefinger, teasing me.

She offered me to take it home but I advised her to add to her collection. The suture would come out next week but the ordeal is over.