I had to put my last appointment off due to being sick but I finally went yesterday for sedation dentistry. They had given me a valium the night before...I never felt it at all. I woke up at 2:30 a.m. and just read until I had to leave at 8:30 for my 9:00 appointment. My mom came with me so that Mike could be home for the dogs, just in case she had to give the go-ahead for any additional work. I was having a bridge redone and a cleaning but they weren't sure if I needed anything else....I didn't. Anyway, they got me into the chair, put the BP cuff/heart rate gadget on me and wrapped me in a blanket. Then came the drugs, 4 little blue helciun pills. My mom sat in the chair and we chatted while the drugs took effect, it took about 1/2 an hour, though I was told it would be about 1 hour before I was to enter lala land. The last thing I remember until almost 12 hours later, was giggling with my mom before the drugs took effect. I can remember snippets of needle pain and I DO remember getting restless legs from the drugs, so bad in fact that it would stop me from ever having sedation dentristry again....that and what came next.... This is what I found SO frightening. My pre/post op info. sheet said that I had to have someone stay with me for 24 hours after coming home and that I was not to be around any stairs in case I was unsteady on my feet. I thought that it was likely overkill so I instructed Mike NOT to call my parents if he had to go back to the office, I said that I'd be fine....I'm really lucky that Mike's no dummy cause BOY did I NEED supervision. I don't remember getting into the car after the procedure, or getting home, up the stairs, into bed, wandering around and having complete conversations, going into my medicine cabinet and trying to take various drugs (which my mom stopped me from doing) or trying numerous times, though completely unsteady on my feet, to venture down the stairs. Until after 9:00 p.m. last night, I had no idea that my parents had even been at my home. I found a note that my mom left on the kitchen counter about giving me tylenol for pain, otherwise I would never have known that they had been here. I had sat with my parents for over 2 hours "talking" (my mom said that I was so out of it but would not go to bed) I'm just baffled. Today I feel like I've been dragged through a knot hole backwards, totally fuzzy brained (even more than usual) and kind of sick feeling. I think I'd rather face the pain and fear that I have of the dentist. The feeling of being completely and totally vulnerable and helpless....not to mention dangerously still functioning..just too frightening to choose over the known pain and fear. I have to say that I know that many other people have had really great experiences with SD, I may just have been given too much of a good thing...who knows.