Brandon goes under the drill!
I had a problematic tooth that needing pulling. Nothing big and exciting there. Not until we (the dentist and I) discovered that the tooth had grown attached at some point to the bone underlying my sinus cavity. How did we discover this? Simple. The roof of my mouth felt like it was splitting wide open while the dentist twisted the molar with all of his might. I do remember a sound that reminded me of when you break a Kit Kat in half. As I began to come out of my chair with the intent of socking that man square in the jaw, he informed me we would need to cut the tooth into pieces and pull it piece by piece. Three hours later, my tooth was pulled, and I was on my way to "pain killer nap time". I was told that the bone broke when the dentist attempted to pull the tooth, which explained the pain and noise. A week later and I am happy, pain free, and one more tooth down. The other two absentees were spare parts God decided I didn't need in order to operate properly. Now back to booze, honky tonks, and good ol' home grown country and rock n' roll. See you soon! Say hi, and if I'm not broke, I'll buy you a beer.