I couldn't avoid a sense of both accomplishment and panic when the nitrous oxide felt paltry relative to the other... stuff... I've been exposed to since college. On one hand, I've experimented and had fun and tried new things, which is what life's all about. On the other hand, perhaps a nice cocktail of... stuff... might be better for numbing me up.
And when the oral surgeon asked what kind of pain medication I'd like, I nearly let out a snarky giggle as I uttered through my cotton-stuffed mouth "Vicodin will be fine."
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