01.19.2012

07:00AM This is my usual time of waking up. However, I didn’t have to be at work at 8AM today. Instead, I was getting my wisdom teeth pulled at 9AM.

09:00AM The dentists are prepping getting things ready

??:??AM We get started. The surgeon and I chit chat a bit. He went to dental school AND med school at UCSF and specialized in plastic surgery in the face and neck areas; and wisdom teeth. Did his undergrad at UCLA for biochem. Cool.

He starts by giving me local anesthesia. The needles look like they were from the 80’s or earlier, and these needles hurt. I got four shots on each side - and I was fighting. These REALLY REALLY HURT. Super uncomfortable. Right before he started, I think I was anticipating the pain, so I kept my eyes closed. He finished my bottom right tooth without problem. As he started working on my top right tooth, I could feel pain, more specifically, him cutting into me. I stopped him and he numbed me some more before continuing. He finishes that one and moves on to my bottom left tooth, which again, had no problems. The top left tooth, the anesthetics wore off again, so he shot me up.

Once it was all over, they stuck gauze in my mouth and put me in a resting room. I paid and left after about 30 minutes, and headed to work. I get some work done, but the anesthetics were wearing off. I couldn’t stand it any more and went nearby to fill my prescription. While waiting for my prescription to get filled, I was in a crap ton of pain, and I started crying. I had back up vicodin, so while waiting, I took one. I became more bearable; I grabbed my meds and left for home.

At home, I tried to rest up. I got an hour or two of sleep before more of the anesthetics wore off and I couldn’t find any comfortable position to sleep in. I took some more of my back up vicodin, but it didn’t really work.

This whole time, I had an extremely hard time swallowing or feeling my cheeks. I was bleeding a lot too and my mouth just kept filling up with blood.

I knew I couldn’t take anymore pain meds without eating something cuz I already felt like throwing up for swallowing so much blood.

Water made me feel a lot better, and I was then able to drink some soup.

I still feel somewhat miserable and I’m still swollen like no other. I’m so glad, I’ll never have another wisdom teeth pulled out. This may have been my worst experience in my whole life.

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