Pea alert
My wisdom tooth became inflamed having had the indecency to get trapped under the cusp of one of the other lumps of calcium in my mouth. Went to dentist expecting some painkillers and referral for surgery...oh no...'We'll pop that out now for you if you like?' Two and a half hours later amid much blood and screaming like a girl out came the last fragments of my very much defunct wisdom tooth. It refused to budge when he wiggled the screwdriver under it, the pliers were not much more effective, the drilling to clear a path was pointless. He had to take a break because his arm was too tired! Put it this way after innumerable numbers of anaesthetic jabs which had all now basically worn off I felt the scalpel slice through my gum and the drilling below the gumline, I felt the tooth shatter, I felt each piece being individually wrenched out of my incredibly sore mouth and I felt the needle go in and out for both stitches. They even had to cancel two appointments after mine and shut the door so no-one else could hear me while I was pinned down to get enough leverage.

It was not a good day. On the up side I am going under a general to have the other one out.

UPDATE: The other three were removed surgically with nary a problem amongst them.
( number5 has been fighting tramps and losing., Fri 30 Jul 2010, 2:43, Reply)