The best part was when the needles poked me in the gums 10 times to numb my mouth and feeling the vibrations of the dental tools drilling into my skull to remove the pieces of tooth from my gums. Then I spit out pulps of blood, rinsed, and went home with a mouth full of gauze, wiping the drool from my numb and swollen face. I drank mostly water and took the painkillers reluctantly (I hate pills) after the throbbing pain set in to taunt me. That was my experience, and the only fun to come out of it was living to tell the tale.
