You forgot the part where your amazing girlfriend rushed straight home after work to look after you, and promptly fell asleep on the loveseat for 40 minutes. I fail at Florence Nightengaling.
BTW, the swabbing is supposed to numb you, so the injection hurts less, so that is not something to be concerned about.
It didn't do that the last time. Which is to say, it made me injection site numb enough that all I felt was a peench and some pressure, but this time it felt more aggressively numbing.
I got no pizzaspootrootbeerJanuary 7 2009, 19:29:09 UTC
Reminds me of a Eugene Mirman routine:
I learned this great thing about Planned Parenthood in New York which is, it costs an extra $30 to be knocked out for your abortion. Yeah. That's not a lot. So there's literally somebody who's like, "I dunno... do I wanna not remember my abortion, or... do I wanna go to Papa John's? On the one hand, I won't remember my abortion -- but on the other hand, I will get to celebrate with three large pizzas."
No way. The risk of death from general anesthesia, even under ideal conditions, is non-trivial. It would suck to die over a dental procedure. Save it for when you need it.
When I've had oral surgery (two wisdoms extractions and one complicated one to attach brackets to a couple of adult teeth that were lost in my hard palate and bring them into their proper spots), each time I've had one thing in addition to gas and novocaine: a shot of dope in the arm. Don't know what it was the first two times, but most recently (upper wisdoms) it was Fentanyl, a concentrated narcotic. (Remember the gas that the Russians pumped into the opera house to take down the terrorists? Same stuff.)
As you might expect, it made me groggy, and I eventually fell asleep, unlike the first two operations. It's safer than General Anesthesia, if that's an option for you.
Also, eating breakfast in general is good-- now that I'm out of a job, I'm appreciating it. But any surgery where anesthesia is involved, ask your doc whether you can eat before the procedure. The goal is so that if you do barf, there's nothing for you to aspirate.
There are such things as anti-nausea meds-- I recently dislocated my shoulder (fell in a dark balcony, but not off the balcony), and for the first time in my life, the overwhelming aching pain made me nauseated. They gave me dilaudid (painkiller) and an anti-nausea drug (don't know the name) in one shot, and both went a long way towards making me tolerate the 90 minutes or so before they could "reduce" my dislocation, which fortunately did not require harder drugs, burly orderlies, or a car-door if we had gone with the Mel Gibson reduction method.
I nearly passed outnotrJanuary 7 2009, 20:22:38 UTC
the time I had my vocal chords examined. This was not even sticking anything in my skin, just a mirror in the back of my throat.
Since then, I have a vasovagal response to needles about one time out of every three. For a while when I was having lots of dental work, I thought it was correlated with how much caffeine was in me, but that turned out to be coincidence. The incidence seems random, but the timing is very predictable, about 45 seconds afterward.
When I had the artery and vein studies done on my legs the other day, I forgot that it had also happened once when somebody had trouble taking my blood pressure. As soon as the cuffs on my thighs inflated, I remembered, but the tech was busy showing the new guy that office's procedures to hear me until I felt hot 45 seconds later and whimpered as loud as I could. Fortunately, I was already lying down, so I could just lie there and wait for it to pass.
The one thing that was pleasant about the experience was hearing the words "no thrombosis" over and over.
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BTW, the swabbing is supposed to numb you, so the injection hurts less, so that is not something to be concerned about.
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I learned this great thing about Planned Parenthood in New York which is, it costs an extra $30 to be knocked out for your abortion. Yeah. That's not a lot. So there's literally somebody who's like, "I dunno... do I wanna not remember my abortion, or... do I wanna go to Papa John's? On the one hand, I won't remember my abortion -- but on the other hand, I will get to celebrate with three large pizzas."
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When I've had oral surgery (two wisdoms extractions and one complicated one to attach brackets to a couple of adult teeth that were lost in my hard palate and bring them into their proper spots), each time I've had one thing in addition to gas and novocaine: a shot of dope in the arm. Don't know what it was the first two times, but most recently (upper wisdoms) it was Fentanyl, a concentrated narcotic. (Remember the gas that the Russians pumped into the opera house to take down the terrorists? Same stuff.)
As you might expect, it made me groggy, and I eventually fell asleep, unlike the first two operations. It's safer than General Anesthesia, if that's an option for you.
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There are such things as anti-nausea meds-- I recently dislocated my shoulder (fell in a dark balcony, but not off the balcony), and for the first time in my life, the overwhelming aching pain made me nauseated. They gave me dilaudid (painkiller) and an anti-nausea drug (don't know the name) in one shot, and both went a long way towards making me tolerate the 90 minutes or so before they could "reduce" my dislocation, which fortunately did not require harder drugs, burly orderlies, or a car-door if we had gone with the Mel Gibson reduction method.
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Feel better soon!
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Since then, I have a vasovagal response to needles about one time out of every three. For a while when I was having lots of dental work, I thought it was correlated with how much caffeine was in me, but that turned out to be coincidence. The incidence seems random, but the timing is very predictable, about 45 seconds afterward.
When I had the artery and vein studies done on my legs the other day, I forgot that it had also happened once when somebody had trouble taking my blood pressure. As soon as the cuffs on my thighs inflated, I remembered, but the tech was busy showing the new guy that office's procedures to hear me until I felt hot 45 seconds later and whimpered as loud as I could. Fortunately, I was already lying down, so I could just lie there and wait for it to pass.
The one thing that was pleasant about the experience was hearing the words "no thrombosis" over and over.
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