I remember when ds was about 11 months old and I had to have a wisdom tooth removed. We were in the middle of moving house. Dp was working away mon to fri at the time. Dd was 9 and no bother but very jealous of her little brother.
I didn't need the sedation but was very, very tempted. Especially when they explained I would be at the hospital from 8am and might not be done until late afternoon. It was only because ds was still bfeeding I opted for the local.
Afterwards they told me to sit down in the waiting area for 10 mins to recover. I did. Then sat half an hour in the main hospital reception just people watching.
I am sure that I looked a bit odd, drooling blood tinted saliva with a lopsided face watching everyone pass with a sleepy expression.