I had a root canal last Friday, and can I just say that my third husband will be a dentist/endodontist, basically, anyone that can get my ass nitric whenever I want it. Because that shit is fucking awesome! I was in the chair for close to 2 hours, and I was given the gas mask at about 15 minutes, and was sucking that shit down for 1 3/4 hours. I had the assistant up it once because I loved the weightlessness/easiness/floatiness/high-as-a-kite feeling it gave me so much. At first, I was a bit freaked out, everything was moving slow, the endodontist who was less than 6 inches from my face sounded like he was miles away. But once I got past that and really let the feeling take over, I was in pure blissful heaven.
I was floating through weird places, basically on a legal acid trip. And, no, I have never done acid. But I know lots and lots of people who have and this was like what they describe.
I go back to the dentist on Friday to get fitted for a crown, and I'm crossing my fingers that I have to get another root canal. Jay is having 2 done, but is going to a different endodontist closer to his job, but I'm trying to talk him into going to my guy. I'm hoping there is a referral bonus paid in nitric hits.