Joshua Ellis
ASIN: B00ACQI6NU
Publisher: Not Safe For Work Corporation
Pages: 66
The dentist is a taciturn son of a bitch who doesn’t speak much English and he has a device in his hand that looks, in my peripheral vision, like a steel bar with a sharp screw on one side and a thumb dial on the other. He’s going to screw this thing into my ruined back molar like a drywall anchor and rip it out of my skull.He jabs in another long, sharp needle full of anesthetic. After two and a half hours in the chair — during which time an oral surgeon had already removed my upper wisdom teeth by sawing them into pieces and pulling them out through my gums — my face is pretty much numb from my cheekbones to my Adam’s apple. But I still feel this jab, which worries me.It worries me a lot more, a second later, when he puts his little drywall anchor to the top of my tooth and begins screwing it in. Immediately, my head is filled with white-hot pain. I howl and the dentist jumps back. ...