Toothless

I got my tooth pulled!! Weeeee, I'm still kinda bubbly because they hopped me up on wacky gas(giggly gas).
I went back and I was kinda scared. It wasn't SUPPOSED to hurt, but there was always this slight chance it would, and I hate pain, A LOT! So she strapped me down (not really, but I sat in the chair thingy) and the dentist came in, he put this thing over my nose that made my arms and legs feel heavy, and I started to breathe in cherry scented gas. After that it's all kind of a blur, I remember trying to commit this to memory, but it was awful hard, I remember wanting to laugh whenever they said something because I thought it was hilarious, and the dentist was all like: gel, (and he got it handed over like some fancy doctor show, like scalpel, drill, etc.) and I remember thinking that, I didn't move my eyes for what seemed like forever, he stuck something under my tooth that looked like a latch hook, and pulled, the tooth came out and I saw it, I kinda smiled, because it didn't hurt, plus I was still breathin in that crazy gas, and then they hurriedly put gauze stuff on my gums to stop it from bleeding, and I couldn't feel my tongue or have of my mouth. I kept trying to move it, and whenever you read something where someone is numb, and you think; yeah, if that would happen to me, I'd be able to move, well, you can't!! You just CAN'T!! You think you can, but you feel pressured down, and you just can't move! It's so weird. So I got the tooth in a fancy tooth necklace. When I got out of the room I was laughing and smiling for no reason. So all the way home I was giggly along with my brother who I called a banana. (What??) I did.
P.S.
♫You're gut says he's evil, my gut says he's good, so lets all put our guts together and end this funky feud! ♪♪
Delaney