Losing Wisdom
So yesterday it was off to the oral surgeon to discuss the topic of wisdom teeth. I was going kind of under the impression that this wasn’t an immediate thing, and I’d have some amount of time before I really had to worry about anything.
Not the case.
So today I had my wisdom teeth removed. Truth be told, having twice gone in for other teeth-pulling (once for braces, the other time for some infection thing), I was expecting to be sitting around in a chair inhaling nitrous oxide, mildly aware that there was a drill shredding my wisdom teeth and then a vacuum sucking them away (as the process was described to me).
Also not the case. The IV sedative went in and had me out before the novocaine even went in. “Out” in that I don’t remember anything, but not “out” in that I was unresponsive. I only remember waking up after all was done, shaking somewhat uncontrollably, thinking only semi-rationally (but aware of such), and for some reason tearing up in my eyes. That said, it’s a horrible feeling to know all of that while having no way of stopping it. But eventually I felt a bit more normal (albeit physically weak).
So now I sit here with gauze in my mouth, painkillers doing their thing, and holding ice packs to my cheeks (at least as long as I’m not typing). Truthfully an exciting experience.
And hopefully by tomorrow I’ll have something slightly less boring to post.
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