Well that fucking sucked. ALL THE DICKS! and i have to go back monday.... The guy KNOWING i have a syringe phobia. not only showed me what had to have been his pride and joy from the victorian ear of dentistry but tried to shove it in my mouth before saying hi. so instead he pulled it back when i flinched and accidentally stabbed me in the fucking shoulder with it... he had all the bedside manner of your average raging Hun and at one point he was going to stab me into my brain through the roof of my mouth again so i asked for a moment to calm and he was ok Pray. Are you Catholic? I said no. "well then you do not need to pray" STAB!

i am currently woozy as all hell. when the tooth got yanks i felt a sharp pain all the way up to my scalp. i suddenly gto so dizzy i could not keep my eyes open and i am still shaking and weak. like the kind of shaking i get not only after a lot of fear but also coupled with no blood sugar. On the other hand my powerful platelets of ever binding have kicked in and it is done bleeding. Also other good news NO MORE SHARK TEETH! this will never happen like this again... YAY! all down to the normal human amount of teeth now! well less some since you know they want to rip out another on monday... i am not at all looking forward to that. especially since i am pretty sure i will be walking