Two and a half weeks ago, my dad, the kids, and I went to Anchorage to see our Uncle Jonnie who wasn’t doing too well, and to get my wisdom teeth removed. My dad and I woke up at 6 a.m. to get ready to go to the dentist for my appointment. We arrived at the hospital at 7:30 a.m. and I waited for one and a half hours to see the dentist. The dentist told me they had an appointment slot for pulling wisdom teeth open and I could, so I did. That’s when dad took some time to go get our prescription medication. I had my teeth x-rayed again, and left with the assistant dentist to a small room where the operation would be preformed. I met my dentist and they started their work; first was the bottom left wisdom tooth. The dentist started the laughing gas and put it on me, they then numbed my mouth; I waited patiently while they pulled that tooth. When they were done, they started on the top left. When they finished that, they said I was good to go, they let the laughing gas wear off then told me I was done. I went to look for my dad, and found him in a room at the pharmacy afterI saw the flash of his headband in the six inch by six inch window. I went into the room; we got our medicine, and went to see Uncle Jonny. He was doing fine and my mouth didn’t hurt until after I had left Anchorage.