so here's my last few days in a nutshell:
-slept in wednesday morning
-had a surprisingly good breakfast
-phoned the dentist to see if they could fit me in for a check-up on my blasted wisdom teeth
-really didn't think it was going to happen
-1 phone call later had an appointment for 3:40pm
-went to the appointment thinking I was going to get a check-up
-a little surprised and confused when the word "extraction" was used more than once
-20 min later found myself sitting in a pretty comfortable chair, and noticed that my face was thoroughly frozen with the "Extractinator" looming over me
-then I heard the words "pass me the knife", and almost passed out
-a lot of pressure
-then the sound of one my teeth cracking into pieces, and being taken out
-I think the other tooth was in one piece, but it was a little stubborn, so it took just as long as the first one
-then I thought it was over
-sat up a bit, feeling like someone had just taken advantage of my poor mouth with a scauple
-was a little unsteady
-finally got home
-couldn't eat anything
-after pain killers and movies, went to bed and didn't sleep all night
-woke up the next day and spoon fed myself all meals
-watched a rediculous amount of television
-layed around
-went to bed and had more sleep... finally
-woke up, ate (well more like swallowed) breakfast
-watched too much tv
-layed around
and hardly talked during all of this... it was harder than I thought. and the pain still isn't over.
worst things about getting your wisdom teeth removed:
-having to change the bloody gauze every half an hour after the procedure
-not being allowed to eat good food
-forgetting to take more medication when you still feel okay so you don't have to sit through the pain for an hour waitng for the tylenol to kick in
-not being able to brush your teeth very well
-having to woosh salt water around in your mouth 4 times a day
- oh and feeling like a bloated-faced chipmunk who was run over by a car then smashed in the face with a two-by-four, resulting in a broken jaw.
I 'll tell you the good things after I'm recovered.
4 comments:
Yah, but what a fricken cute run over chipmunk you are. I think -fellow bloggers feel free to support me- you should post a little picture of our cute little chipmunky kimmy.awwww.... :)
Oh you poor thing. I had two wisom teeth out plus another bad one out in February and they knocked me out and that was bliss. Soo much easier. I remember them giving em a needle in the arm and then gas and then I woke up in a big chair and everything was done. I hate the changing of the cotton and not being able to eat and being sore. But overall it wasn't too bad. Got so tired.
They should have prepared you more. I would freak if my dentist tried that. But I am a dentist chicken, but last time I needed a filling I did it without freezing and that made me happy of myself.
HUGZZZZZZZZ
Yeah Pamero, she's one cute little chipmunk and she even dragged herself off the couch to run a little errand with me! That was sweet.
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