Have you seen Hostel (movie)?
Yesterday, I had a wisdom tooth extracted. The event was nightmarish beyond anything I've ever experienced. That's saying a lot because I've had guns drawn on me.
As I write this, I'm still a lil shaky and can't quite calm down.
For over 2 hours, she dug and drilled at my tooth, pulling it out, piece by piece. It was nothing less than torturous.
At the 1hr 30mins mark, I told her "it was intolerable."
She asked me "what did I want to do?"
"Well, are you capable of removing it?"
"Yes, it'll just take time."
At the 1hr 45mins mark, I'm crying and self-soothing by hugging myself and rubbing my arms.
2hrs 5mins, She SAYS that she's removed all the pieces and I ask for the bathroom to clean up.
I didn't want my friend to see my face, running mascara and smudged green liner. I didn't know he'd already heard most of the ordeal.
I run directly into my friend's arms to be comforted. I'm inconsolable. All I can do is repeat, "I'm traumatized. I'm traumatized. He rubs my back.
So grateful, I only took 1 tab of Valium before my "treatment". Leaves me with 1, I'll take in an hour to attempt to wash this off me. Ye though I walk through the valley of death, surely goodness and mercy shall follow me and I will dwell in the house of 'induced drug state' forever. This PTSD moment brought to you by Diazepam.
I DID NOT FUCKIN DESERVE THAT!
I'll write my reviews after the smoke subsides.