The last thing I remember saying was "is it supposed to be getting foggy in here?" I guess the answer was yes, because before I knew it, I was being escorted to the recovery lounge, chatting it up with the nurses as best as I could with a wad of gauze in my mouth. I don't imagine I was saying anything useful, but I certainly was chatty.
The tooth gave the surgeon a bit of trouble, but he was able to get it pulled and get the titanium post put in place. I feel like I have little antennae in my mouth where the sutures are ... maybe they're alien transmitters!
Fortunately for me, and for Alan!, recovery from the twilight was a snap! I didn't experience any of the "grossness" I experienced when I had my wisdom teeth pulled.
I was inspired to draw this evening... on pain meds, no less! And, as you can see, I was inspired by teeth! *grin* And even though the tooth I had to have pulled was a molar and can't really be seen when I smile, I chose to draw this little gal with a missing front tooth. She's a little bit country, and a lot hillbilly! The sentiment on the tag is from All Things with Love, and it works perfectly for this image!
Perhaps this little country bumpkin will be "adopted" by Whipper Snapper and made into a rubber stamp! Wouldn't that be fun! Her big toothy/less grin would be fun for tooth fairy themed cards. What do you think ... should she be made into a rubber stamp?