Will that be fun, would you say?
Reassure me, awimb. :-\
Will that be fun, would you say?
Reassure me, awimb. :-\
I had mine done under general anaesthea. It was fine, didn't feel a thing - except that I went to a party that night and got fired into a bowl of cocaine, which reacted badly to the remaining anasethetics in my system and made my legs twitch uncontrollably for 36 hours.
So I don't recommend that so much.
Lately, dentists are having quite the party in my mouth. As one of them explained oh-so-tactfully last week, this is because we are all still basically cavemen from an evolutionary point of view and would be dead by now if we lived in a state of nature. And, since our teeth haven't evolved to catch up with our longer lifespans, our teeth tend to conk out at this point, so people in their early-to-mid 40s tend to need a lot of dental work to put their teeth in some kind of shape to see us through to the end.
After imparting this wisdom, he handed me a bill for 800 quid. Cünt.
I awoke from having all four removed as a teenager (smarter people have to have them taken out early doors you see) feeling only groggy, no real pain whatsoever. Possibly because I was pumped full of pain killers.
They gave me an entire 5 minutes to recover then basically forced me out to the car where - whilst sat next to my mother - I vomited up a good size bag worth of blood. Apparently you swallow like a litre of blood or something as your sat there.
Enjoy! :thumbup:
I had all four done at once. A very light version of a general anaesthetic with loads of injections. Took an hour with a LOT of drilling but it was fine. ****ing painful about three hours later when the injections wore off but then the pills he gave me kicked in. Uncomfortable for a week (and you look a bit of a ****) but otherwise its no big deal.
Mine were deep but crooked. If yours are already coming out they literally just give it a tap and the whole thing takes ten minutes. If they are deeper its the full monty....
Rancid. Out with a mad Glaswegian. Pissed by 6. Walked into the Kings Head where he immediately treated the old boys at the bar in a tirade about 'fúcking Romanians' and the 'fúcking p*ki' who recently ran over his nephew, to whch they reacted by welcoming him into their bosom. Topics of later conversation with this collection of racenteurs included, 'I've owned 106 cars in my lifetime, you might say I'm a petrolhead' and 'England will never do well in a world cup because of all the foreigners.'
By the time we'd moved on to a mixed antipasti platter and a mediocre pizzas, I was too pissed to speak.
I see from my phone that an Uber delivered me home at 2 a.m. :-(
Cuisine - no. Casual food in Canada is much better than in the UK. It is only the really high class stuff that is better here and that's only because you imported foreign chefs to teach you how to do it.
Music and culture - yes, definitely better. Why do you think I moved here? :shrug:
Yep. My other half had hers done in ten minutes and she came out laughing.
About three or four hours later she was in quite a lot of pain. You might get away with it but even if you dont, a night of pain or discomfort is hardly something that should rattle a gentleman.