I've always wondered if the Dentist ever dip into their stash?

lol... i can't quit laughing... that's so funny... i remember an episode very like that... they let me regulate the gas gauge... and when the dentist came in... the thought crossed my mind... he couldn've told me he was going to cut my head off to get to the roots of my teeth... and it wouldv'e been okay...

So, can you get that stuff over the counter?

When I had my wisdom teeth removed it was the same way. I recall the dentist having trouble, hacking, sawing and yes banging on my teeth and myself thinking it was all one big joke. I think it was the days recuperating after that were worse than the actual procedure.

I hope your new job goes well!

Is it nitrous oxide? I thought that's what people put in their cars to mix with gasoline to make them go faster. Check out "The Fast and the Furious" if you disagree. I guess nitrous could be what dentists use, but if so that's kind of scary that the same thing goes in cars. Hmmm...

My only experience with "the gas" was when I was in college. It was then that I had the one and only cavity of my life, and I had to get a filling. For me, the experience was not at all pleasant or desirable. When the gas first started to flow, I was waiting for some nice feeling. What I got, instead, wasn't so nice.

All of my senses were hightened to an alarming degree, particularly my hearing. I could literally hear the electric current flowing through the flourescent lights in the ceiling. The receptionist at the front of the office, Stell, was on the telephone; and I could hear her...and the person on the other end of the phone talking. I kid you not! Every thought in my head was repeated by an echo that grew louder and louder and louder rather than fainter, as most echoes do.

I thought I was going nuts. The technician was standing in the doorway "monitoring" me as she waited for the dentist. She turned to ask me if I was alright, and I thought I had done something outlandish while lying there. So, I tried to play it cool, and I responded "Yeah." When it was all said and done, the oxygen flowed. The dentist sent me on my way, and I remember wondering if I should drive. They let me drive, and I drove very slowly since I wasn't sure if I was really supposed to be doing that.

I got the nitrous one time and I'm pretty sure I fell asleep in the dentist's chair.

It is nitrous oxide, or "laughing gas" in the old days. Sorry you didn't laugh. It can be quite enjoyable till the drilling starts.

My family isn't the suing type, which was a good thing for the anesthesiologist when I had my tonsils and adenoids out at the age of 17. I woke up in the middle of the operation and sat up on the operating table(man it was cold in there). The doctor said something to the anesthesiologist and he put something back over my mouth...the last thing I remembered hearing was someone saying, "Chuck, you have got to start weighing these guys". Oops, sounded like Chuck was an ex-carney that would guess your weight in the sideshows and he took some correspondence course in anesthesiology. Still, it was amusing to me to have the doctor tell me in recovery about how I didn't wake up during surgery and that it was normal to think that I did.