I sat down in the chair, looked up into the bright light, and saw his face there.
I gripped on to his sleeve tightly and looked at him with fearful eyes and exclaimed,
"UNCLE!!!!! I WANT TO TELL YOU FIRST, THAT I AM VERY VERY VERY SCARED, OKAY???? OKAY????!!!"
He said "Okayyyy, don't worryyyyyyyyyyy" in his calm tone that he probably uses for every patient, and continued, "Since you scared, I will inject more lah okay?"
So soon half my face was feeling numb, while Dr Louis (who happens to be my friend's dad-- I'm glad he's a dentist and not a gynecologist) was waiting for the local anesthetic to take effect, he sat there and made some conversation with me.
"Long time never see you... so what are you doing now?"
"Oh uh my wisdom tooth is kinda pain and uh--"
"No I mean what are you doing now... as a job.. heheh" he chuckles.
"OH! Right. Silly me. Sorry!"
After the extraction, with half of my face numb and a cotton swab stuck in me mouth, I asked the nurse,
"Ghn hnnai gheeb ghidct?"
And she said,
"Sure you can keep the tooth, no problem!" and clipped it into a plastic bag for me to take home.
Isn't it funny how teeth will always smell like........... teeth?
So yeah. Everything I eat for the next few days will be laced in blood.
I feel so....