Glutton for punishment

Today was my day of dentistry -- appointments at 8, 11, and 2. Who doesn't love having their teeth buffed and polished and filled and sanded and otherwise made healthy and strong? I ask you. By the end of the day, I was so over the whole "sticking needles in my gums" experience that I actually feel asleep for a bit during my last filling. Yes, that's right, they were drilling my tooth and I was napping. Sad, people. Sad. What will happen next week when I go to the doctor?