I've been pretty fortunate with my teeth. No new cavities since around age 16, and no real problems with anything else. Had my two top wisdom teeth pulled at ~age 22 and have watched one of the bottoms grow upward ever since. One has remained asleep and under my gum to this day. At my last cleaning, they declared that The Tooth finally needed to come out. I walked in for the extraction and was promptly given a shot in my gum that felt much deeper than my previous dental shots have been. "Where's the nitrous?" my white knuckled hands asked as they clenched the armrests. 15 minutes later they asked how I was feeling. I'm never really sure how to answer the dental assistant when they ask that. I just nodded and the sunglasses that they had placed on my head slipped down a little. "I'm going to see if your numbed up enough", the lady in white said as she grabbed a pokee thing and proceeded to jab it into my gum. It's a little tough to talk with someones fist in your mouth and a large screwdriver shoved into your gum but I was able to nod or grunt that "Yes, it hurts". Maybe it was the tear that welled up in the corner of my eye that tipped her off. More 'juice', she prescribes and walks off to find someone qualified to give me another shot. Another woman walks in with a rubber glove and a syringe. I'm thinking she was wearing a dominatrix outfit under that white coat because she looked like she was going to enjoy the next step. She slides the needle in until it bottoms out. She then asks me how it feels. I drool and grunt and she (without removing the needle), changes the angle and pushes the plunger again. This happens about 4 times and I'm starting to taste blood. I suppose i should be thankful that she was able to hit North, East, South and West of #33 while only having to make one hole in my gum. I started to wonder if I was in the bone marrow donor room instead of the extraction room. Oh boy, that's some good stuff, I think as my toes go quiet. 10 minutes later, I realize I'm hallucinogeniclly numb as I've chewed the right half of my tongue off and feel it slide down my neck. The Dentist comes in and starts asking me how my work is going? I'm so numb that I'm having trouble breathing from my right lung and just give him that 1000 yard stare. He was quick with the tooth, I'll give him that. About 45 seconds and it was all over. They pushed something into the side turned it 3 or 4 times and then grabbed it with a set of pliers. Stuffed some gauze in the hole and told me to bite down. I'm walking, stumbling into the receptionist area with a mouth full of unmentionable and the receptionist starts asking me questions. I'm afraid that I'll drool blood if I open my mouth so I just try to nod and fish out my wallet. It's then that I realize that the right side of my face is so numb that my right eye has started to track down. I can see my boots as well as the clerks face at the same time.... odd sensation. I slap a $100 on the counter to cover my portion and deductible and wait for my change. She's still trying to chat as I walk out the door and to my truck. 30 minutes later, I'm asleep on the couch at home, recovering from the mental anguish.