a scary 5pm appointment

i was on the chair, the air-con was surprisingly cold despite the humid weather.
i was praying for the worst. i always have a low tolerance of pain.
he was patient. but his breath was bad for a dentist.
he was cheerful and smell of cigarettes.
i held my breath when he was explaining the whole procedure to me.
he was yakking non-stop on how everything will be alright.
after moments of drilling and yanking and pausing...
my stubborn tooth was out, in 3 pieces.
now, half my cheek is swollen and numb.
i'm actually enjoying the numbness up to my right ear.
it's still bleeding.
and i'm hungry.
goodbye 2008, here's a tooth to accompany you.
it's wisdom-ism.