Today I am having my wisdom teeth removed. Probably by the time you read this, the deed will be done and I will be drooling and staggering on my way to the car. Jesse will be my caretaker and chauffeur for the day (and if I can milk it, for the entire week).
The whole process started about two weeks ago when I had a consultation with the oral surgeon to discuss the procedure and sedation options. I find myself pretty lucky to only have two wisdom teeth; they are on the bottom and only one is impacted. For the extraction, I had three options: a) local anesthetic only b) a sedative and some laughing gas or c) all of the above plus an IV (aka knocked the heck out). He highly recommended the latter -- and he used to be in the Navy. In fact, he practically insisted that I start my trip to la la land last night at bedtime with a sedative. I was instructed to take another just before heading out to his office. Given that Benadryl knocks me out cold in 20 minutes, I'm thinking that Jesse might have to give me a piggy back ride to the dental chair.
I spent most of yesterday afternoon in the library trying to finish up a paper that is due on Wednesday for class. It was a little hard to concentrate, but I managed to get it to a point that I'm comfortable turning it in after one more read through. I also ran a few errands, which included picking up a whole sack full of prescription medication that I will have to somehow ingest or swish. I was kind of pissed that I had to fork out the same copay for a bottle that contained two pills, as the bottle that has a weeks worth of antibiotics -- those sedatives work out to be about $5 a piece. Lame. Although, I'm sure it will be worth every penny for not having to remember what my oral surgeon termed as a "very active" procedure. Yikes!
In preparation for my recovery last night, I made a batch of vegetable soup and pureed a few cups for slurping. I also picked up ingredients for smoothies, which Jesse seems pretty excited to make for me. My good friend, Sharon, thought I should also purchase a bell to really take advantage of being an invalid for a day. I thought an air horn might be even more fun, but sadly, forgot to pick up either when running errands. I guess I'll just have to survive without them! Hopefully, I will have a quick recovery.
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Uh, Valium works pretty well. While I was awake enough to walk, I nearly wiped out walking up the stairs to the oral surgeon's office. Guess the legs weren't all that in sync with the brain.
Now that it's over, I'm looking forward to a smoothie!
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