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OH, MY HOLY LAMB O'GOD.

The tooth; she is gone. And that was singularly the WORST EFFIN' THING I've ever gone through and I've borne two children. Compared to this? They were pieces of cake.

I could not only HEAR, but FEEL the cracking and crunching and breaking liEk, INSIDE MY HEAD.

InSIDE. MY HEAD.

SHE RIPPED OUT PART OF MY HEAD! My SKULL! OMFG. By the fuckin' ROOTS; no joke..I feel so violated..and I paid good money for this..

IT CRACKED AND CRUNCHED AND OMFG YOU CAN'T IMAGINE HOW EFFED UP AND SURREAL AND EFFIN' PAINFUL. WHAT THE HELL. I really had no idea or preparation.

She had to stop, liEk twice. I was SO embarrassed, hehehehhehhe...I actually did my patented, 'MAN-SCREAM' (baritone, here) and I just KNOW that everyone in the outer offices heard me. How could they not? It just popped out.

She stopped and threatened to send me to an oral surgeon if I didn't calm down, LOL! So I mumbled, 'What? You're just gonna leave it hanging halfway out? No way. Do it.'

The next series of torturous yanking/breaking/twisting/crunching made me actually arch up out of the chair (something I didn't know I could actually do), and she had to stop again. My jaw is too small and she had trouble getting IN there, plus, apparently, I clench my jaw a lot. Like a pitbull.

But it's gone. Out. And I did ask to see it, gayalithiel, and it didn't look 'that bad', but, still. It's gone.

..and yes, I had to take off work. I didn't know about the 'no lifting', etc business. So I drove straight there, and everyone made a huge fuss over my hair - hahahahhaha - while I'm standing there, talking without moving my mouth, which is stuffed full of gauze. I HAVE to stop clenching my jaw. The worst part of all, I think?

No smoking for twenty-four hours! AS IF.

*cries*