At 09:30, I was filling out paperwork at the oral surgeon's office. By 11:30 or so, I was home, having lost a little weight -- whatever three wisdom teeth weigh, that is.
Now, it's a little before 5 pm, and my mouth does not feel very good. I suppose that's what I expected, but I feel like whining anyway. So: I will. Waa-a-a-a-aaah, waa-a-a-a-aaah, waa-a-a-a-aaah!
Yeah, I've got pain pills. But this is serious. I think I'm going to have to hit the crack pipe for a while. Oh, yeah. That should just about do it.
Signing off now ...
4 comments:
I had two of those surgically removed under a general anesthesia, and two yanked by the dentist. Here's hoping YOU had the general. . . =)
Yes, I did indeed have the general, because I'm the world's biggest baby, medically speaking. All I have to do is go to a doctor's or dentist's office and smell the smells, and I'm already feeling queasy.
Someday I'll grow out of it. Of course, I'll likely be dead by then.
Weird, a friend of mine had her wisdom teeth removed yesterday. Must be that time of year!
Been there, done that - all 4 removed using ONLY Novacaine (the gas made me nauseous) so I definitely feel your pain. Just pray you don't get a "dry socket."
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