Ouch
ok, the great “tooth incident” is over. This morning I was strapped, yes strapped, to a chair. I was given a weak stream of oxygen, and an IV was used to put me to sleep…except that the first one didn’t take, so they did it a second time. I do not remember falling to sleep, only waking up three hours later. (I was supposed to be out for an hour only) The procedure was supposed to be simple, but the x-rays showed that the wisdom took had a bulbous root, so the tooth needed to be cut in fours for extraction. However, even that wasn’t meant to be. So the surgeon had to cut into the gums and remove a slice of jawbone to extract the tooth. Joy!
But…I was given vicodin. So there is a silver lining.
As to those who wonder? Yes, I do believe that some heinous plot was carried out for the government, the implantation of some device to monitor my actions and thoughts. It is just as well, it only proves their fear of me and their inevitable end.
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