Personal Hygiene (your teeth)

[tommy]

well yay they're getting me in tomorrow! can't wait .. to .. have a ... root canal words I never thought i'd udder moooo

Congratulations,tree.

[tree_]

yeah man, toothache has been ruling my life thanks

[Jorge]

It gets real weird when they're injecting the anesthesia

[BurtReynolds]

Congratulations on your root canal

[tree_]

thanks pertner

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[tommy]

I've been advocating for gassing tree for ages

[tree_]

It gets real weird when they're injecting the anesthesia

Wait is it a local anesthetic and he’s awake? They won’t gas him like for a wisdom tooth extraction?

from what i read in an extensive google search is that they numb me up with a local anesthetic just like with a filling and it's relatively painless. i think it gets the bad reputation because of the name "root canal" and because there is sometimes pain for a couple days after. but i tell ya, i'd definitely consider just yanking it out to get rid of this achin'

[Jorge]

It is painless except for the initial anesthesia jab(s), which is a weird, sharp, "hot" sort of pain as it gets injected in. Then there is a kind of dull ache when they're scraping out all the pulp. And yeah, it hurts for a few days after. Try not to bite down on that side for 48 hours, no matter what the doctor says

[tree_]

It is painless except for the initial anesthesia jab(s), which is a weird, sharp, "hot" sort of pain as it gets injected in. Then there is a kind of dull ache when they're scraping out all the pulp. And yeah, it hurts for a few days after. Try not to bite down on that side for 48 hours, no matter what the doctor says

yeah i've had many fillings and had that shot a bunch of times.. it sucks but it doesn't last long

google says some people don't have any pain after.. so we'll see.. fingers crossed

[wease]

It gets real weird when they're injecting the anesthesia

Wait is it a local anesthetic and he’s awake? They won’t gas him like for a wisdom tooth extraction?

Nope. Wide awake. If they know what they’re doing, he won’t feel a thing. Which is kinda weird when you start seeing and smelling smoke from where the cauterize the nerve. You don’t forget that smell…

[tree_]

why are you guys talking about me like i'm not here

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[spike]

the only discomfort i recall was having my mouth held agape by some implement, then having a latex cover over it so stuff wouldn't fall in, i guess? that gets old quick, but manageable.

[tree_]

this too shall pass this too shall pass this too shall pass

[tommy]

Good luck tree

[tree_]

thanks buddy

[wease]

Wonder if tree_ has had it done yet.

[tree_]

Wonder if tree_ has had it done yet.

appointment is in 2 hours

[dad]

sending good vibes, tree