getting tooth pulled


1️⃣ I got everything done for tomorrow besides going to the grocery store to get snacks for the road, we are gonna do that once both brats get home.
2️⃣ Well, besides cleaning the car. I procrastinated too long and now it’s raining. It should let up in a few hours and then I will, otherwise it will be done in the morning. Bad weather tomorrow, hopefully us leaving by 9:30 we will miss the storms. I hate driving, I hate driving in rain even more.
3️⃣ Lost 3 lbs since last time I weighed in.
4️⃣The girl has a dentist appointment Monday to get a baby tooth pulled. Her adult canine tooth is coming in and the baby one isn’t loose at all.
5️⃣ I set a 11 pm bedtime tonight so I won’t be super tired driving tomorrow

Hey yo, if I get my wisdom tooth pulled on June 1, will it still hurt on June 4? I’m going to the New Kids on the Block concert. 😂😂😂

The Confident Surgeon

Surgery always makes me nervous. I don’t even like getting a tooth pulled. Call me weird, but something about getting sliced open with a scalpel and having your insides man handled is just deeply unsettling to me.

I’m certainly not looking forward to this surgeon putting me under to fix my busted knee. A shiver shot down my spine as I thought about what the inside of my knee looked like. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down.

Suddenly the door swung open. “Good morning,” the doctor said with a cheery smile. “Ready to get this over with?”

“Yeah, as fast as possible.” I replied as I wiped my sweaty palms on my hospital gown.

He readied the sleeping gas and told me to lay down. “Don’t be nervous at all. I’ve done this procedure many times before and never failed.”

That made me feel a little better. He seemed very confident.

“Okay now count backwards from 100,” he said as he placed the mask over my face.

100 99 98 97 96 95 94 93 92 91…….wait this is weird, the last time I was put under I was unconscious before I got to 97. I went to raise my hand to let the surgeon know that something was wrong but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak either, but I could hear everything going on around me.

I heard the door open and the assistants enter the room.

“Angela, could you hand me the patients file. I just wanna look over it quick.” the surgeon said in a shaky voice.

“Sure. You nervous?”

“Yeah, very. I’ve never done a surgery like this before.”

Suddenly all the anxiety that was flushed away by his fake confidence came rushing back. I wanted to be knocked out so bad. I desperately tried moving again but no luck. I couldn’t even open an eyelid.

“I feel bad for Mr Wilkerson, his files as thick as a phone book.”

My heart felt like it was going to burst. Who the hell is Mr Wilkerson? Does he think that’s me?

“Alright let’s just get this lung out, it can’t be that hard….”

Lung?? Oh god he’s got the wrong file. I felt like I could jump out of my skin. I concentrated all my energy into trying to yell out STOP! It was no use, my body was sleeping but my mind was racing.

I could feel the scalpel sliding down my chest. The pain was excruciating. Then I felt him peel back my skin.

“Alright, this looks like the spot im supposed to cut first……”

I felt a sharp pain in my chest, followed by the most horrifying words ever spoken by a surgeon….

“Oh no……..”

Written by: Sage

The good thing about getting your tooth pulled is that you feel shitty so I do not have to see anyone I do not want to today so instead am chilling with my mom’s dog while she naps and smoking through my nose like I have been doing it my whole life!

I was really hoping getting the tooth pulled would be a miracle cure. I was hoping I wouldn’t be crying at the top of my lungs two days later because this infection is going away so slowly. Why is the universe punishing me? This is one of the most painful experiences of my life and I can’t wait for it to be over.

miaoujones  asked:

by "littler things" do you mean something like, it turns out a high makoto is a super affectionate makoto, which rin discovers after taking makoto to get a tooth pulled? if that's not little enough: makoto literally wants rin to stop and smell the flowers. (littler still: rin brings home a rescue bunny. it's not a cat, but -- bunny!) :3

someone write the rest of these they’re quality

I’m getting a tooth pulled tomorrow and I’m getting really anxious about it, if you guys could send a little love/humor/calming thoughts/what have you my way, I’d appreciate it.

  • Naruto: It’s like when I was scared to go to the dentist and it was like, “I’m Timmy Tooth! You don’t have to be scared, you dumb bitch.” I might be paraphrasing that, I don’t fully recall.
  • Shikamaru: [As Timmy Tooth] “You’re gonna get your tooth pulled and it’s gonna look like me, Timmy Tooth. Have you ever thought about your tooth being outside your body? It’s pretty traumatic.”
  • Naruto: "Here we go!"
  • Shikamaru: “Leave me under your pillow for a nightmarish intruder to come into your house. We call it a fairy to make it better for you, but it’s still terrifying. It’s unquestionably a demon.
“Motivated ignorance” is ruining our political discourse
Talking with a political opponent is almost as unpleasant as getting a tooth pulled. If you ever thought, “You couldn’t pay me to listen to Sean Hannity / Rachael Maddow / insert any television pundit you violently disagree with here” — you are not alone. A study, recently published in the Journal of Experimental and Social Psychology, essentially tested this very question. Read more

moan-overboard  asked:

Hello! I'm sorry if this is really random and you can answer privately if you'd like but I saw a post about you getting your tooth pulled and long story short I'm about to have to do the same for my molar and I'm terrified. I'm only twenty and having a gap there worries me so much (I also suffer with bad anxiety). I was just wondering which tooth you had pulled and whether or not you had any advice? Thank you so much! ✨

Oh, I’m sorry you’re going to have to go through that. It’s really not too bad. Mine was my back molar on the lower left side. Basically, they’ll numb you real good and you won’t feel much of anything except some pressure, but there shouldn’t be any pain. You can take an OTC painkiller if you’d like beforehand, but if you’re prone to excessive bleeding, take Tylenol and avoid NSAIDs like Advil. 

Other than that, that’s all there is to it. It doesn’t take long at all. Probably about 10-15 minutes tops and you’ll be numb for a good few hours after. They’ll probably give you some pain meds like vicodin, but tbh, I never even took the ones they gave me. I just took Advil for the soreness. It was all I needed. 

Best of luck to you! Try not to stress too much. It’s not a pleasant experience, but it’s not all that horrible either and if your tooth is abscessed like mine was, it’ll be well worth it because that horrible pain will finally be over! 

Back And Forth.

Originally posted by lokiandthorblr

Titled: ‘Back and Forth’ 

Pairing: Dean x sister!reader x Sam 

Word Count: 1,527 

Summary: The reader gets her wisdom teeth taken out…

A/N: This is my entry for Week Twelve of the Supernatural Hiatus Challenge!! 

Warnings:  probably language. 

Tagging: @one-shots-supernatural @blacktithe7 @winchester-writes @winchester-sisters-imagines @winchesterreaderinserts @castiels-colette @sincerelysaraahh @plaidandwhiskeydean @winchesterwhisper @ilostmyshoe-79

You have been dreading this day for weeks now and now that it was finally here you didn’t want to get out of bed. You refused to get out of bed. It got so bad that both of your older brothers were in your room coaxing you out of the bed. 

“Y/N, we know you don’t want get up and go but you have to honey, it will make the tooth ache go away.” Sam was trying to be sweet throughout the whole ordeal with you because he knew you were afraid of having to be put under and the pain it caused afterwards. 

Dean didn’t know how much more of this he could take. He couldn’t understand why you were acting the way you were because you didn’t want to let your older older brother know you were scared of the dentist and getting a tooth pulled. 

“Y/N come on I am going to count to three and if you are not up, then you get an attack from the tickle monster.” Dean said saying the first thing that came to his head. You instantly sat up from your bed willing to get up for that instead of the tickle monster. 

“You wouldn’t.” You said hearing the sound of threat and meaning in Dean’s voice. “Oh but I would.” Dean said in the same tone. You immedaitely stood up from your bed and walked past your brothers and called out. 

“What are you two still standing there for? We’re going to be late if you don’t move your asses.” You were giggling by that point. Sam and Dean both looked at each other and shook there heads aimlessly. You were a handful. 

Well you got to the hospital in one piece and your knees were bumping as Dean was checking in and you were just sitting there waiting. Sam rubbed your lower back as he could tell you were getting more and more nervous as the minutes passed. 

Dean sat right beside you and asked if you were nervous. “What do you think, genius?” You said to him twitching your eye a little. “I’ll take that as a yes then.” Dean said picking up one of the magazines and not wanting to set you off anymore. 

“Winchester.” What appeared to be a nurse. The three of you stood up and Dean and Sam walked you over but they couldn’t go back from that point. “We’ll call you back once your daughter is done.” The nurse said to Sam and Dean. “Yes, of course we just want to make sure our baby is okay. Right honey?” Dean said looking right at Sam really showing his ass now. 

“Of course, dear.” Sam sputters out completely mortified. “We will see you soon. Come on Y/N.” The nurse said motioning over to the two big white doors. “Okay.” You say uneasily. “We love you, Y/N!”  You heard both of your brothers said before the door closed behind you. 

They got you an IV in you and you slipped slowly into a drugged and dreamless sleep. When you woke up you felt funny. Your cheeks felt larger than life and your mouth felt dry and tasted like the metallic taste of blood. You were blinded by the bright lights and then first thing you saw was what you believed was the doctor. 

Then you saw two guys enter the room who strangely familiar. “Sam? Dean? What the hell are you doing here?” You mutter in between the gauze in your mouth. “Nice to see you two, Y/N?” Dean said raising an eyebrow. “Are you ready to go Y/N?” Dean asked you waving a hand over your face and you being in your  state followed it. 

“Dean! Will you stop that!” Sam said pulling his hand away from your face and he helped you up. “You’re really tall” You pointed out to Sam. “I know.” Sam said laughing to himself at some of the things you said. The ride to the bunker went smooth. 

You didn’t say much except for a few complaints and comments here and there about random things. Once you were at the bunker, Sam helped you in and Dean got the door for you two. Sam and Dean both lead you to the bed and you were out like a light. 

“Aww she is so cute when she sleeps.” Dean said but then he noticed you snore and drool a little and he made a face. “Oh grow up will you.” Sam said clearly annoyed. “Oh defensive what’s that all about.” Dean commented on the fact at Sam’s reaction. “Nothing man now come on let’s let her rest in peace.” Sam said going to the door. 

It was a couple of hours before you woke up, and it honestly felt like you were waking up for the first time. Your cheeks still felt swollen and huge and you assumed your mouth was beginning to hurt because the pain medication was wearing off. 

“SAM! DEAN!” You yelled out in a muffled voice. Dean and Sam heard your cry and they basically ran to your aid. “What is it Y/N?” Sam asked you breathing in and out at the door. “My gums are starting to ache.” You say running your cool fingers over your hot cheeks. 

Sam was ahead of your lead and he nodded his head and he began making his way to the kitchen. 

Dean stayed with you and after Sam was gone he couldn’t help but laughing at you. “Your face!” He said jabbing at you and even having the nerve to laugh at you. “Dean! Stop it!” You exclaimed emotionally. It never failed that Dean would tease you this way when you were in so much pain. 

“I just can’t help myself, chipmunk!” Dean said laughing to the point where his face was turning a shade of red and tears were coming from his eyes. “Dean! You are one insult away from starting a war! So you better stop! Please!” You were pleading with him now. 

It was like you and Dean took a step back in time and you were five and Dean was acting like he was in his twenties again. “Alright, alright I’ll stop but first did you put your teeth under the pillow so the tooth fairy will come and get them.” Dean said clapping his knee. 

“DEAN!” You roared loudly and you smashed your face into your pillow and you started to cry. You didn’t understand why Dean would tease you in this manner when he knew you were in pain and you were so good to him. You didn’t want him see you cry you so you hid your face into your pillow. 

Dean stopped laughing suddenly when he heard you crying. “Y/N? Are you crying?” You didn’t feel like talking to Dean but you thought it would be rude if you didn’t. So you looked up to him with red and puffy eyes. “Yes, Dean I am.” You say wiping your running nose. 

Dean sits down next down to you on the bed. He wraps his arm around you and pulls you closer to him. “Why are you crying?” Dean asks in a soft voice almost like a whisper. “About what you said, Dean. Do you really think I look that bad?” You say looking right at him. 

“No, I just thought that would make you laugh.” Dean said trying to make you understand. “Dean I can understand that to a point but some of the stuff you said hurt my feelings.” You said letting out a shaky breath. “I don’t like showing you I cry and I am in pain or I’m hurt  because I assume you will think I am weak.” You admit ashamed. 

Dean didn’t know how to answer that at first. “Y/N, you are one of the strongest woman I know. I will never think of you as weak. I hope that you would let me know if you are feeling a certain way.” Dean said giving you a hug. You hugged him back. 

“I hope after this heart to heart you’re not afraid anymore.” Dean said smiling down at you. “I’m not afraid anymore.” You say smiling back at him. Then you and Dean sat in silence. You and your brother were finally looking eye to eye and you couldn’t be happier. 

Then Sam walks in and sees you and nearly drops your medicine. 

“Y/N? Dean?” Sam said in a shocked tone. You and Dean laugh and you opened your arms for Sam to join your hug fest. 

“Come on, Sam.” Dean said motioning Sam to get his ass over here. 

“Okay, okay.” Sam set the stuff he had in his hands down and he commenced you and Dean. 

“You guys are the best older brothers a little sister could ask for.” You say with your head leaning back on the both of your brothers chest. 

“You are the best sister we could have.” Sam and Dean say at the exact same time. You didn’t let go from that for a long time. 

The End! 

Baby Teeth, Baby Steps

Words: 1,573

Summary: In all honesty, Percy Jackson knew that bringing a moody pre-teen to the dentist wasn’t the best idea. He just forgot to factor in that this particular moody pre-teen spent the majority of his time amongst the dead, but hey, when someone gets their teeth knocked out on your watch, it’s usually your job to get them back in shape.

Notes: I wrote this after being inspired by this post. It was supposed to be like 500 words I’m not even sure what happened. UPDATE: This is now available to read on AO3. Yay ^_^

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