get my wisdom teeth out

So I’ve made the appointment for August. I’ve been putting this off for over half of my life (15 years). Why do it now since it’s not bothering me? Another of my 43 things is to have a baby, and if they bother me then, I’ll need to do it without drugs so as not to harm our child. Now is the moment. :(

good luck!! may be pretty painful.

I went in this morning. It was super quick, and since it was my regular dentist I felt more comfortable than I would have with a stranger. I’m sure the IV drugs helped with that, too.
Now I feel funny, but it will pass. A decade old weight of postponing and postponing this is gone, and my mouth will be all the more healthy for it.

Typically they’ll put you under & give you good drugs afterwards.

This is a cakewalk compared to cancer, childbirth or any other variety of health issues. Suck it up!!

After being told to get them out for a decade, I made my appointment. May 9 is the day. I’m terrified, but relieved that it will finally be done.

wisdom teeth suck! other than the sweet trip i was on for what felt like 3 seconds i woke up throwing up blood, throbbing with pain and with my head 8 times its normal size

I’ve procrastnated because I’m just too scraed to lay down on the surgery chair. But my left wisdom teeth’s finally bugging me bleeding so I’m gonna make very strong mind and just get rid of it within this week. But I’m still not sure if I can really make it… It’s nothing less than horror movie to go dentist’s.

I think this really is going to be worth it, because I can already tell I have a better bite. All my teeth touch now, when I close my mouth.

Plus I get lots of pudding, and extra attention.

Sweet!

Well, I got my wisdom teeth out today, about five and a half hours ago. Was it worth it? I’m actually not sure yet, but I think I checked yes.

I had laughing gas, anesthesia, and novicane all in one day. After the surgery, since I hadn’t eaten in about eleven hours, I scared everyone by having what I guess was a massive sugar crash, or a seizure, or something. They hooked me up to some saline, and after a while I was fine. They also gave me some extra… something. Morphine? I don’t know. I was loopy.

Apparently I kept repeating the same conversations over and over with the boyfriend. I’d be like, “Hey, the used laughing gas on me.” and he’d be like, “Really? Did it work?” and I’d say, “I’m not sure. I still felt nervous, but I was floaty.”

Ten minutes later: “Hey, they used laughing gas on me.”

“Really? Did it work?”

“I’m not sure. I stil felt nervous, but I was floaty.”

I was also really confused as to how I got my glasses and my jacket on. I was told someone gave them to me and I put them on, but as far as I’m concerned, they just appeared. D says I also told him this several times, although I don’t remember that either.

What I do remember is them trying to see how coherent I was, and asking me if I liked Brad Pitt.

“Of course I don’t”

“Why not?”

“He’s a louse.”

(It’s true, you know)

“Well, if you don’t like Brad Pitt, who do you like?”

“Hugo Weaving… No! No! My boyfriend! I like D.”

Those tricksters.

D says I told him this many times as well.

But all I remember telling him is that he had to stay. And I do remember saying that over and over.

“You have to stay here. You have to stay here. You have to stay here with me.”

And I forgot to ask for my teeth.

The up side is, I have tea bags in my mouth, and they taste like chammomile tea.

I figured I should make this a goal, since they’ve been neeeding to come out for a while, and my appointment is tomorrow.

I have never been put out before, and I am a little nervous.

Also, I can’t eat anything after midnight… I’m one of those people who’s skinny and eats constantly, and I’m a night owl, so this stinks! I am just going to go to bed early tonight…