You know when I had mine taken out (all 4 of them), I wanted the teeth.
I felt as if they were mine--which they are!--and I was curious as to what they would look like. (I am just a curious cat I guess.)
The doctor would not let me have them--why the hell not!?
Man, maybe people may think I am argumentative, but as Donald Trump once said, "it is a tough world out there," and so when people won't even let you see your own teeth or can't be just a little bit flexible, it is up to you do what you must.
Looking back, I should have been more demanding!
drunk_medic said:
...When they dope you up, it hits like a freight train, doesn't it? Say the alphabet backwards? I think I got to "Y" and was out.
They couldn't find my vein, either. The lady was like "I NEVER miss!" Well, she missed about 4 times.
"Freight train"...Like Bubb Rubb's wistle tips? Then you should have said,
WOOOOO WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooo, then pass out.
As far as the continuously poking you with the needle:
If that were me...I don't know, I may have lost my patience and said, "Do you suppose there is anyone that is more practiced at this; as I would not like to be poked in my arm anymore than necessary?"
Many that do whatever they do for a living are actually not as good as one might assume. There are lots of incompetent people out there.
I always keep that in mind when dealing with people.