Can't Talk,Can't Run,Can't Eat,Can't Laugh

This morning,I went to remove my wisdom tooth. 2 of them. A bloody surgical procedure.
[Note: bloody]
I went this morning with nothing to expect.
I like to do a lot of questioning to people who have done that thing before I do it.
So I know what to expect.

The word "Courage" kept lingering in my mind as I walked into the clinic and waited. Seriously. Not faking. It kept lingering non-stop.
I hated going to the dentist since I was a child.

The word "Courage" was thrown out of the window the moment I stepped into the surgical room.
I was literally so fucking scared. I forgot that word immediately.
I'm a fucking pussy at that point of time.
My heart was beating in speed pulses.
"Courage" out. "Pain" in.

The dentist injected local anaesthetic into my gum. Straight through to the bone.
I guess that was the most painful part of the procedure. It felt strange.
In the movies,when a person experienced pain,they will grip tight on cloth and stuff.
I actually did that!
Faggot.

The surgery was like,I-know-what-you're-doing-but-I-can't-feel-it.
I know he cut open my gum with a scalpel. Felt cold with the blade.
Then he use a drill to drill the teeth into pieces. It was fucking violent.
I was like a prisoner in a detention camp. He kept press press press very violently.
I know there's a lot of blood. Cause they keep using the suction stuff.
Then he tell me "I'm gonna break your teeth into two now,ok?"
I responded with a lion's heart:"Ok." when I actually felt a drop of pee in my pants.

That part was the only time I felt a little something.
The drilling was so deep.
I could feel strain in my jaw.
Damn. That would have hurt like crazy.

Then came the never-ending flow of cotton gauze. Go in white,come out red. 3 or 4 times.
My life seems to be over then.

After a few admin stuffs,I was free to go.
With two thick cotton gauze at the back of my mouth,I hailed a cab.
Not able to talk,I murmured a very similar word to "kembangan".
He understood. Genius dude.

Gross part.
I was tilting my head up all the way due to the overflowing saliva I accmulated from not being able to close my mouth.
Time to pay money.
The driver seemed to be afraid to look at me.
Then I knew why.
A long line of saliva,red in colour,had hanged all the way from my mouth into my mini bag.
It was so sticky I can't get rid of it using tissue.
I passed the 20 bucks to the driver with my saliva-laden hands.
He scared to touch. He take already put at the passenger seat in front. Haha.
Moment of sheer embarassment.

Now I'm so swollen at the mouth.
The pain is okay to me. Quite irritating. But mild.
I don't dare to even move mouth.
Had a conversation with Damien on MSN that made me want to laugh.
And I can't!
My mouth was in the same shape then squeaks keep coming out of my mouth.

Now I can't eat,can't talk,can't laugh,
Can't run.
Shit.
I want to run! My chain is broken.

So sore.