Surviving Prison Dentistry
The title is a hook, but a note on prison dentistry: while in the joint, I badly needed attention given too one of my eye[canines]teeth. After ranting for hours, I was escorted to the Dentist[actually, dentist in training,nothing to good for our boys in State U- AKA Bar Bar U.] any way,here he comes,doing what I took to be a little dance, but was actually a major stagger. Having no sense of smell[another story], I did,nt know if he was drunk or fucked up, and was in to much pain to care. In he goes[no Novocaine,just a swab of that other pink stuff]and immediately breaks off the tooth below the gum line. I go off on him, and next thing I know, I,m in solitary for 30.Upshot is they did give out 3 days worth of Talwin for all extractions[lots of cons w/no teeth].
Now, one of the first things I want done after release is to get my teeth in order[being on parole, the state pays]. So I go to the dentist provided,tell him I want 8 uppers extracted[damage done from jammin speed for a couple years and complicated by the prisons attempts at root canals]. I also quite clearly state that they will have to KNOCK ME OUT, as I have a low tolerance to pain, and a general fear of Dentist anyway. So, O.K., they I.V. me in one arm with Valium, the other w/Demerol, and hit me with the gas. Next thing I know, I,ve got the dentist by the throat in one hand, and his beautiful assistant in the other, both going purple. I of course release them, and prepare to set up my next appointment, when I,m informed[ nicely invited]to not come back. Their fault[admitted by them] for not giving the correct amount of anesthesia to keep me out long enough to complete the procedure. I thought this funny as hell, and just thought I,d relate it, trolling for any other humorous Doctor/Dentist fuck-ups. Sorry for long post.
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