tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823625636675642409.post7329894915028216287..comments2024-03-14T04:07:39.792-07:00Comments on Earl Pomerantz: Just Thinking...: "Oceanic Wisdom" AKA (Read With Sonorous Solemnity) "A Rendezvous With Dentistry"Earl Pomerantzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16963705121297866334noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823625636675642409.post-23452395825073252452016-01-08T23:46:43.773-08:002016-01-08T23:46:43.773-08:00Before you jump, here's my wisdom teeth extrac...Before you jump, here's my wisdom teeth extraction story. I was approx. 40, when one of them started to revolt. My dentist referred me to an oral surgeon who recommended that all of them come out because obviously, he had several children of college age. So I foolishly agreed. Part of his convincing argument was "I have laughing gas." So he embalmed my mouth with Novocain, then hit me with the nitrous, lots of nitrous. I began hallucinating that his dental assistant was the one doing the extractions, and I must say, she did a fine job. It was quite an experience. I don't recall having any problems, some soreness but no pain while the excavated area healed. As a smoker (at that time) I ignored his advice that I don't smoke as that would likely lead to dry socket(s). No problem. <br /><br />Get the gas and enjoy the day dreams! Marathon Mannoreply@blogger.com