ilex @ ilex @lemmy.world

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I was dual wielding.

I think this is one of those "any amount is bad" things.

Is there a lethal heartbeat? Google didn't immediately tell me.

    
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From Middle English wolpak, wullepak, equivalent to wool +‎ pack. 
A bag of wool, traditionally weighing 240 pounds.



  

TIL, Thx

I'm not sure bout that. I know they say it, but on many occasions I've taken 80+mg orally in a day. Lethal dose is supposed to be 60.

Huh. That might explain the last two weeks. Dental pains. Lot's of tylenol. And why I feel much better now.

The one you use is the better system. I want to know whether I should bring a sweater. The system is arbitrary.

Double Celsius and add 30. It'll get you close enough for environment temps.

10*2 is 20, plus 30 = 50.

(10°C × 9/5) + 32 = 50°F

30 doubled is 60, plus 30 is 90.

(30°C × 9/5) + 32 = 86°F

10°C is mild af. Who tf doesn't wear shorts when it's 50F?

If you want to sound more metal, tell people how cold it is in celsius. Was it kinda cold or was it in the negatives?

It's annoying how most Lemmy users strut around like they have flavorful, pristine cocks and/or meaty, robust vulvas. Stop being so constructive and fight me.

Eww, gross.

It's a one dentist small practice. She left and gave the assistant an assignment that didn't require her supervision. The procedure didn't stop. Well, it did when I wasn't able to proceed and then we waited for her to return.

Not sure how long we waited the first time or the second time. I only know a crown and a filling took 4.5 hours of chair time. And then I waited for 50 minutes curled up in my car in a grocery store parking lot waiting for the tylenol/advil to kick enough that I could pay attention to driving home.

I would love another dentist now, but that might have to wait. The crown feels like some of its resin extends into my gumline which is causing swelling and pain. I was told no other dentist would help me because it would mean assuming liability for someone else's procedure.

I have an undignified aversion to going back to this particular dentist though. Hopefully my body can block out the memories of the sensations soon.

It's a situational thing. If I hoot and holler and make the dentist tap out, then I'm left with a nearly exposed pulp chamber and then have to find someone willing to jump in midway. If she doesn't tap out but can't concentrate on her work, then I get a bad crown and get to pay for a root canal. Being noisy might get a more quick response, but it adds in complications. Expensive and painful complications.

You're right.

E: Nevermind. I'm ignoring it.

They did.

I tried that. I got paranoid. Gas made the experience worse.

e: iirc, I think they might have overhyped it as an extreme mind altering drug that would affect my ability to make decisions. The important take away I fixated on was:

Things are not as they seem. You are not in control.

I wasn't able to shut the Clockwork Orange montage vibes out.

In retrospect, I had gas a bunch of years prior. It's mild af.

The lidocaine being insufficient for the task is something I just have to deal with. Dental visits for me will always involve toe-curling pain. I require more lidocaine than is safe.

The real secret is to mask my pain until it's unbearable, then get the second dose. I listened to the dentist this time and spoke up whenever I was in pain. Well, that meant I got the second dose too early, so the last 30 or so minutes in the chair were raw.

I did let them know. I did the hand raising earlier in the procedure. When I felt it wearing off, I alerted the dental assistant who was with me. I let her know an approximate time table based on the pain.

There was an issue with how much lidocane they were able to give me. I burned through the max. After that, there simply wasn't anything they could do for me.