Me: NAAAAW REEE. (Followed by burbling water out of throat like a human water fountain that splashes on the dental dam that almost completely covers my mouth.) NAAAAW REEE.
Dentist and assistant stop, and sit me up, loosen everything, and express concern.
Me: Can't breathe. (Gurgles.)
Assistant: You can't breathe through your nose?
Well no, I thought, no, not at the moment, or rather, I can't breathe rapidly enough to gasp desperately for life given the panic attack I'm having ever since the dentist said that now that we've been doing this cavity/crown procedure for two hours now it was especially important for me to alert him if I was feeling any pain. So I went from being mindful ("not currently in pain") to anxious ("Is the lidocaine wearing off now? Now? How about now?").
And now it has been 12 hours and everything has worn off and for some reason even though the procedure was on my left molar on the buccal side (today I learned; not buckle), when I chew on my right side I hear an alarming amount of noise in my left ear.
Don't know if Joan Crawford had this issue.