Remember when i told you my dentist had a time constraint?
Although he fixed everything, then ruined everything, i have one month of tooth pain to endure until i can come back and visit him again insha2 allah…
Why?
Because im in…. LONDON BABYYYY (as joey would say!)
Taboon shay min hnak!???? Ma yeredkom ilaa ilsankom, well asabe3kom in this case since ur typing with them…
I start today happy and giddy… today is my last appointment with the dentist! I am going to get fitted for a crown, behave like the terminator and allow a metal beam to be inserted inside my tooth. I play cool, well as long as i do not feel a thing, i do not care! I will ask for double the amount of sedative… right?!
So i arrive, greet the dentist, sit casually and tell him matter of factly i need a lot of sedative. He is polite and agrees, he makes some small talk, then he drops the bomb…
By the way, ur last Xray showed that u have an extra root canal. 95% of the earth population have only one root canal in that tooth, u have two. So i will have to go and extract it as well….then he will start the beam and plaster thing!!!!!!
OK no problem… ? How bad can it be right?
Wroooooong….
My worst experience ever…!!!!!
First, the drill he used drilled something like cement, the drilling went into my head…
Then he said something about a master head? a 19, a 22.5, then a 30… then a 50!!!!
and he digs, and digs, and there is something that gives a false reading…
He digs some more, it’s becoming more painful with every dig, he put in a lot of hydroxide thingy, he even yelled at some point at the nurse becaause what she gave him was not hydroxide!!!
Then i hear him say “suction… suction… hmmm a lot of bleeding” *Rocketing hearbeat*
and the pain becomes unbearable… he goes on like that for about one hour until he finally extracts that extra nerve…
no wonder im a very nervous human being with such a short fuse!!!
Then he said he cannot do anymore for my tooth at this point, i will be screaming if he attempted to put that beam in. He ran and gave me some pain killer that goes inside a cup of water… i drink it and i scream “WHAT HAPPENED THIS TIMEEEEEEEE WHAAT”…
Im in very much pain now. Write more soon…
Brb
Today i went in to complete the so-called process of Root Canaling…
Whomever the butcher who thought he was fit to become a dentist and came up with the idea to do this procedure to *HEAL* painful roots must have hated the first person he invented the procedure on… he must have torture in his mind.
The dentist said he usually waits a week between rootat canalat but in my case he has time constraints *i will tell you why later* … he decides that this time, he is putting the sedative injection somewhere in the back of my mouth… near the jaw, 10 cm away from the tooth that hurts me, and start working with his tent. Now that the tooth area is not really 100% sedated like last time, i almost cried out in pain when he put that tent onto my mouth… now i know why the gum has peeled off the base of the tooth… BECAUSE THE TENT HAS DUG INTO IT PUSHING IT BACK!!!
Painful? YOU THINK?!
Then i was 100% that a piece of the old filling was stuck btween my loopsided tongue and my throat… i couldnt swallow…
THEN AGAIN HE BEGAN THE DIGGING THING… and it was soo painful and scary… Bu tootee who was observing said my feet kept jerking and jerking *from the pain* …
Then he said something about a 22.5 cm? ooh lets make it a 19.5 cm… WHAT IS A 22 CM? haaa?!
Where did that 22 cm thing go?! WHERE?!
Then when the flame moment came, he started saying “now this is the flame thing you were scared about, im going to do it now and show you it is not scary ok” … well i didnt feel the flame at all.
O when i got up? Wella a piece of the filling is sitting in my lap!?!??!??!
Either that, or the ceiling of the office has started falling down on me. To be frank my dr. must really be a good dentist. But i hate the act of dentistry and what they do to people in the name of fixing their teeth.
Oooh by the way i did not pay a thing for it this time. O next time im paying about 65… so 165 for a root canal? Gooood
But now, im sitting in my orange chair, sipping my nescafe and watching Friends Season 10, the episode where pheobe gets married. Im happy that there is absolutely no pain whatsoever
But…
BUT…
He showed me a sketch of what he is doing to my tooth the day after tommorow…
My tooth is a little broken in the edges. just a little bit. nothing a little plaster wont cover up.
But he said that he is putting in a METAL SCREW… like a BEAM! To support both the filling and the crown im having installed in about a months time!!!!
WHY
HA?
AM I A TOOLBOX?
AM I MISTAKEN FOR … FOR
FOR A TOOLBOX?! HAAA?
Who said it was a humane thign to do? put beams? screw like things inside human skulls?!
I ask him if its painful, he says its just a beam!!!
La walla?!?!??!?!?
What if im going through security gates, and i start doing diing diiing… o they search me up and down and find nothing? Do i break out my tooth, pull out the metal screw o hand it to them covered in saliva and blood and plaster?
HA?
orrrr … how do they know it won’t rust?
HOW?!?!??!
I am not the terminator… so what if no beam is there? He said it will break! Ok i will come back to you o put another one. Or i can swear i will never chew on that side of my face… i do not want a screw :~(
Plz tell me they wont drill my jaw bone for it plzzz :~( Im rocking with fear now …
Bring a tiny hammer, im sure ACE Hardware sells them, pound on my tooth until its broken again, then use those dentist clips, pull out the tooth… and HURL IT AGAINST THE WALL!!!!
Maybe THEN my tooth will stop hurting me badly!!! MA SARAT! WHAT ON EARTH IS Hurting haa? mo they took the nerver out? Mo its supposed to be nerveless o “PAINLESS”?
O why does my uppser jaw hurt b3d? the tooth is downstairs!!!!
Offffffffffff
They say il crown thng might cost 400 KD!!! does anyone know if thats true?
My tooth hurt alot today. ALOT ALOT…
I had to drag my self to a dentist, i have not seen one in 5 years… hence im in this much pain.
He takes one look at the tooth, says this needs a root canal without even seeing the Xray, the Xray showed that even though the tooth has a little break on its side, it is really just a shell o all in inside has decayed!!!
So a little strawberry tasting thingy went on my gum… i was out of my mind with fear, he said he will do the root canal now… i would have cried if i had not been embarrased y3ni… he puts a tent into my face after giving me a needle to sedate the operation area… a lot of different sized needles went into my poor tooth after the drill…
By the way, when he was done, he didnt stuff the place of the root with the thing they use the flame for. He just put the white paste and said i should come back on Tuesday to complete it for me? Does any densits out there have any idea why is that? and then another appointment on Thursday to have the crown fitted…
Now the sedative is gone, it hurts ALOT ALOT ALOT… i took antibiotic. I wish i do not have to go to work tommorow 
I will go to sleep maybe the pain will lessen.
Oh by the way, just removing the nerve or root cost 100 kd… not counting the crown or the filling stuff!!!!
Eshda3wa and Atoona, open up ur own practises, you will become millionaires!!!
Sleeping time… good night …
Since i first laid my hands on my first sega console, the Sega Master System, i have played this game, and played and played, wanting to finish it…
Now, 17 years later… with the miracle of emulators, i have FINALLY been able to reach the last stage, the last maze, and the last boss.. Death Adder!!!
This is such a milestone!!! This is has been something i dreamt of from my childhood… and now im about to make it come true!!!
But im not sure… i feel a bit sad. It’s like if i finish it now… it will be a long dragged chapter of my life that i have finished… im afraid i cannot conjure the same feelings i once have had… does anyone know what i am talking about?
But….
There is happy news!!!
It seems several more versions of this Golden Axe Warrior exists!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I will search until i get my hands on one.
Oh and if u are a Zelda fan, waiting patiently for the new Zelda to come out, i suggest this game as a little tasbeera… it reminds me sooo much of zelda. Infact, it is one reason why i am a Zelda maniac…
I hate 3D zelda though. I do not know how to play them… if any one wants the Wii Zelda thing… it’s up for graps…
I have not been to marina crescent in like… for ever…
But today, i was walking with Bu Tottee when we find this newly constructed place, Silver, Modern, Red lights, Drumming music blaring, shabab shabab shabab standing out side of it, and what seems like club bouncers in black standing next to its door, of course they could be regualr shababs but still…
A red LCD on top of it says something like “THIs is the Future of ****” *** is something i do not remember sra7a?
Me and Bu tootee were intrigued… we saw a sign that says “People Younger than 21 Are Not allowed Entry”
Haw why insha2 allah? 21 being the legal drinking age in Kuwait or something?
Shino hatha y3ni?
We wanted to go inside just out of curiousity… but we were afraid it would turn out to be a disco… wallah kil shay jayez fee hal denya!!! Funny in this country how you can have a disco 9or a disco/bar style venue) built in and people say ur free to go do what you want but you are not free to choose a book for your self and read it and make up your mind about it?
This place is located between marina cresent and marina hotel.
Now can someone PLEASE tell me what is that?!?!!
A little fact about me… im a freak magnet!
No seriously. My friends told me this. They say they never encounter strange things or see strange people unless they are with me. I do not know why.
So yesterday, after posting about my worst lunch experience ever, i remembered this birthday party… it is one freaky one as well…
So lets get back in time … hmmmm … about 14-16 years back… mid 1990’s
Mid teenage years… you know that age when u are pimply with frizzy hair and can’t find clothes that suit you cause you are not a child and not a full grown lady and there was no such thing as teenage clothing?
Ayam il thanawya y3ni…
Anyways, that summer we decided we were only travelling for two weeks late August… Long summer months ahead of us with nothing to do, so we joined KISR training program, me and my school friend F.
Well, i have known that friend ever since i could remember, so i was pretty comfortable with her. Lets call her F. As for myself, i was, and still am, an anti social person. I have zero interest in meeting strangers and talking to them out of the blue, and i have zero tolerance for people. It takes a really really long time to know someone for me and eventually they are either crazy for me or hate me so much they turn against me.
Well anyways, so that summer in KISR was fun. Except that my overly friendly F decided to befriend all of the girls over there! She especially made friends with a group of friends from one school and they were nice people. Just couldnt see us becoming friends in the long run y3ni.
One day, it was July, and time for my birthday. I decided to throw a party since people born in July in Q8 can never really celebrate their birthdays with classmates and all family members and friends present. it really is bad for a child not to experience a birthday party in the middle of the school year. Oh well..
So, I invite people, and F says i must invite those girls from KISR. I was reluctant but she convinced me or made me or whatever. One of them shows up wearing a 7afer dress that is from the same material as the foil wrapper you use for food but even more brighter. Back then girls did not wear 7afer for birthday parties at home. y3ni for a wedding maybe but to go to a stranger girls house birthday party for the first time showing yours goods when you were 7ejab in real life was uncalled for…
Ikhtara3na shway.
Anyways, it seems that girl had soo much fun in my birthday party that, she decided she must must have a birthday party of her own in August. I did not like to go to parties in houses thrown by people i barely knoew. But i was DRAGGED to her birthday party by F who finds it a disgrace to turn peoples invitations down.
My God that was one funny party.
To start off, the house has two entrances, one is their main door which leads to the living room. and another right next to it that leads to a reception/dewaniya. and in that reception dwayniya the party was taking place!
so which door were we, and all other guests let in?!
No, not the logical choice, the other main door which goes to their living room, then walking all the way across to their dewaniya.
We enter the house, and we stop a bit in shock… thinking there must be a mistake.
The TV is on and blaring. Her older brother is sitting very comfortably in his own living room. Nothing major there. Yet, her father was, in his underware faneela (with sleeves thankfully) and either a mkasar sitting on the floor, his big karsha infront of him… he looked up breifly at us, then turned back to the tv?!
I look at F in anger, i whisper to her if she is sure today is the day or this is the HOUSE!! She nods and we are led with the dewaniya. Where only 3 other girls are there.
Apparently we were the last guests to arrive.
We chat awkwardly, we try to play games but it did not work out, it was a flop evening to be frank highlighted by the Birthday Girls little Brat of a Sister and the Exceptional Dinner…
Oh i didnt tell you about the sister?
Birthday Grils Little Brat of a Sister, or just Brat, was about 8 or 9 years old. She was a carbon copy of her older sister. and for some reason, she thought i was really really nice and pretty and she loved me right then and there *She and her sister ARE beautiful! Way out of my leauge!*. She sat between me and F on the couch,which was meant for two, looking at me in awe, wanting me to give her attention. Malaqat yahal y3ni (i hate kids, dont know how to act around them unless they are my cousins or siblings and i get to boss them around) …
Then… she decides she likes my hair. Back then i had been very faithful in hiding my true hair identity being curly. It was always ALWAY straightened. and it was done by me so it was not that great y3ni, compared to the girls silky long mane of hair… my straightened out frizzy grey-black hair looked like a kheesha!
Yet, she loved it, and she decided to run her hands all over my hair and stroked it while she is sitting beside me.
AND HER HANSD HAD HENNA ON THEM G63…
I hate henna, i hate henna smell, i loathe the color and smell of henna on peoples hands and fingers…
and i do not go near people with henna!
Let alone let a brat child of 8 year old who had a stupid crush on me of all people have her henna infected hand run through my hair in a very unexplained gesture.
Then… after me ignoring her and trying to pull away, shooting dagger like glances at F, who was laughing at me of course, the girl decides that im sooo special that she wants to show me what she brought as a birthday gift for her sister…
She finally leaves my side, i take a sigh of relief, how bad can the gift be?!
Very very bad…
As bad as a huge laptop sized real life smelly greenish TURTLE squirming in her hand and thrust in my face?!
I have a phycological fear of all animals. Even aunts and Flies. I cannot stand them. I can look at cats and parrots from a distance and say hello, but the moment they come near me i scream my head off. I never went to arth il ma3areth o bought my self a box of colored kitakeet like all other children my age. In milan i was running through the piazza infront of the duomo screaming like a maniac because a stupid bird decided he wants to see what bread i was eating on my and bu tootee outdoor table.
So to have this SCARY SLIMY TURTLE squirming in her henna hands, holding it up to my face, wanting me to hold it, made me scream and made F intervene.
Yet, you would think people would RESPECT that i was afraid of it? Nooo… she thought it was funny, and the way for me to notice her is to patronize me and taunt me with it by bringing it near me every second …
You would think anyone asked her to stop? Noooooo… scare the guest no problem. Had the driver been outside or had there been mobile phones then i would have ran out of the house back to the comfort of my bed and room.
Then after a loooong time, it was announced that it was dinner time.
So we were, me, F, three girls, birthday girl and Brat, plus her mother… 9 guests in total ok…
We are lead into the kitchen. I had stated how i dsilike kitchens? thankfuly this was not their cooking kitchen this is the kitchen Q8y people think they can pretend they have an unsmelly kitchen to live in like europeans while they keep all the smelly stuff in the outer kitchen.
On the table, there was three plates and a medium cake. and some pepsi.
One plate was a dozen, yes 12 pieces, of pizza gaysar.
One plate was another dozen of pizza gaysar.
The third place was either taboola or kubbeh. I do not eat meat and i do not eat taboola at other peoples houses.
Bsss…
But it was fine. If there is pizza qaysar, every thing will be ok… there is no need to steal its limelight really…
We were about to light the candles when her mom rushes in screaming…
“waiiiiiit… waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaait… dont eat waiiit… “
we were stumped, wait?!
Oh more food on the way?
Then her mother brings two plates and says … “wait don’t do antying let me first put food for your father and brother o take it to them THEN you can eat”
Huh!?
Awalan 3eeb 3leech ya mara inich itsaween chithee jedam il awadm. wain sarat hathee?
Madry azne6ich ya F?
Thanyan, do you see the amount of food you have spread on the table?!
Do you really THINK it will be enough for 9 people? Oh scratch that, 11 people!!?
You would think hey there are 24 pizzas and 11 persons, each can get two right? enough…
Wrong!
She almost took a dozen to her son and husband, took half of the kobba or the tabooleh, moving verrry slowly in the process, making us look longingly at the food but not allowed to touch it, maybe we will contaminate it if we do?! Ok why cant you act all nonchalant, pretend you are putting food for your self WHILE we take some?!!! Why announce it o make a scene?!
Do not tell me 7ram maybe they they poor. They are not poor. they are just cheap! Why couldnt she give us the party food and cook some fool or beeth o 6ma6 o bosal for her huband lying in the living room in his underware?! G63?!
Then when she had butchered half of the buffet, she proceeds on to the cake… her daughter starts whining Noooo mooooom i want to blow the candles out firrrstt and the mother wants to cut from the cake PRE-Candle Blowing and the girl almost cried a little…
Needless to say it did not take long to finish dinner. Two bites of food and we were done.
Then while we were waiting for the time to pass until it was time for the driver to pick us up, the mother takes a huge interest in me, ignoring completly all the other girls, and the whole party turned into a one on one questioning about my family. She learned who my mother was, said she knew two women who are “Banat Khal Yaddi Obo Ommy” -cousing of my maternal granfather- … and she said oooh now u tell meee… and i was thinking who do you remind me oofff? you look like them! I have never met the women before but my mother says that woman must be crazy cause there is no resemblance whatsover between those woman and me!!!
Then the mother finally goes away. a few peacful dull moments pass while i whisper to F about what lesson im going to teach her for life. When the mother comes back again…
Mother: Excuse me, but i had to lower the temprature a bit, is that ok for you?
Daddy’s Girl: Yes sure khalty.
Mother: Yeah i had to, you know my mother is an old lady who lives with us, and she is in the next room, cold temrpatures are not good for her.
Daddy’s Girl: Ee khalty it’s ok? 3adi!
Mother: Well you see, the cold made her cough and spit a lot of *i tuned out in disgust there… i did not NEED TO HEAR THAT… MY GOD U VULGAR WOMAN… why can’t you turn off the AC without my permission y3ni*
The moment the driver was there, i was out of the house like a flash, thankfully mr. karsha o sal3a o wezar was not sitting on the floor when we left.
and F was taught a valuable lesson that day…
*P.S. by the way, F, my life long best friend and i, who had known me throughout all chidlhood and teenage days, haven’t talked in almost ten years. I will post about it one day… i wonder if she still remember that day, or did she just block it out of her mind like i did until yesterday?
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