Thank God For Anasthesia

'Damn it! the tooth just won't come off! Ughh...!'
Dental Surgery. Whats so scary about that, you might ask? Hah! I used to think the same...but not anymore.
My left canine is wedged inside my palate. It has not surfaced at all. If it stays there it may develop a cyst around itself and may cause trouble later. So it had to be exposed and removed. Its not a very simple procedure because its situated in the palate behind my other teeth. But it CAN be done. In my case it wasn't possible at all.
It seems the crown of my canine and the roots of two other teeth are very close by. If the Doc tried to remove my canine, the other two would come off too.
but what was so scary about it was the sheer desperation in the Doc's voice as she tried to pull it out, the tension in the assisstant's voice, the various tools,-medical equivalens of hammers and chisels. I was under local anasthesia so couldn't really feel the pain (THANK GOD FOR THAT!) but sure could feel the pressure and the tension in the operation theatre.
So we had to settle for another option. Remove a pre-molar, expose my canine, put wires on it and pull the canine in the vacan't pre-molar's place. Now thats a loooooong procedure, that is!
So after the operation, i had to rush from the hospital to the orthodontist to get the wires fixed. Then i was told i can't have anything for the next two hours, and later to remain on a liquid diet, also i wasn't allowed to speak. Great. thats just great, i thought.

I didn't ask for all this. All that blood, and the tension. It all started with another canine- the one everyone can see and makes fun of. Its not located in the right place, i've been called anything from Dracula's daughter to a member of Family Canidae due to that tooth. It was going to get fixed with wires, but during the check up the orthodontist realised the truth about my left canine...and so....
And all this during my TY....