March 22nd, 2004


Wisdom teeth successful

I'm back. I didn't die. Computer's acting up, though. Mouth is puffy with anesthesia and I'm really, really wobbly. Mom and I are going to watch DVDs while I convalesce in the den. More later, once I've had something to drink and something semi-solid to slurp.
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Does this mean I've lost my wisdom?

Fnarr. Am home, and trying to gum/slurp various inoffensive foods, if for no other reason than that the pain meds'll cause nausea if I don't. Also because I'm starving. So there's also that. And the pain meds are not working fast/hard enough, as far as I'm concerned. Three WT came out like angels; the lower left had to be cut out a bit, so I probably will puff up like a chipmunk, but not until about Wednesday, Dr. Buck says.

Apparently, my first words in the recovery room when I woke up were, "What the shit is this?"

P.S. I have a surprise over at dailydigest for Lemony Snicket fans. Just put it this way: a webmistress's work is never done. :)
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The Saga of the Wisdom Teeth

This is going to be a very long and boring entry, so if you've had your wisdom teeth out, you may want to skip it. I'm writing this as sort of a definitive chronicle of how it went because I know several people who haven't had theirs out, and wanted to know about it, and because, even though it went fine in the end, there were a few things that surprised me. So basically this is going to be about why I had to have them out, how I kept them so long, what the procedure was like, what kind of drugs they put me on, digressions to dentists who won the lottery and laughing gas trips and guys I had crushes on, etc. It starts out sort of earnestly cataloguing the experience, but devolves into "Whoa, dude, I didn't even know you could do that! Woooooo!" about halfway through. Enjoy. Collapse )