Was thinking it was either really good or really bad. Oh well.
To me its kind of good that youre making fun of that sisterhood, but then rest of the title reminds me of "The Traveling Wilburys" and I like their music.
Starting to develop a pretty bad toothache at the back of my mouth. Its bad enough that I can feel it even with tylenol and the likes in me. Gonna have to call around on monday morning to see if I can find a dentist who will both accept my insurance and fit me in that day or tuesday.
Starting to develop a pretty bad toothache at the back of my mouth. Its bad enough that I can feel it even with tylenol and the likes in me. Gonna have to call around on monday morning to see if I can find a dentist who will both accept my insurance and fit me in that day or tuesday.
Do you still have your wisdom teeth?
I had all 4 of mine pulled about a year ago, started with a tooth ache from a cracked wisdom tooth...
Yep. Thinking it's probably well past time to have them yanked out.
Not looking forward to it. I've heard it's hell.
Well, the process itself was a non-issue for me. I got knocked out. The needle was the worst part for me, but I've got a borderline phobia of needles...
Afterwords? I'm not going to lie and say it was a picnic, but it honestly wasn't that bad. If you end up doing it, just keep your sockets (yeah, that's what they call the gap in your gums left by the pulled teeth) clear of food and you're set. Otherwise, you've got a couple days of being drugged up, loopy and sleeping 18 hours a day. No biggie.
I'm glad I did it, minus the cost... That I'm still paying off... But it's improved my quality of life a good bit.
When I was coming out of sedation, I was completely and totally gone. I barely remember squat from the entire second half of that day... But I remember one awesome little bit.
My dad had driven me, and he was debating on stopping to pick up my prescriptions right on the way home. I apparently told him to just go ahead and stop, save himself a trip. I sat in the car, apparently swaying like crazy, but otherwise fine.
We finally get home (it took less than 15 minutes, but it felt like a lifetime). I send my girlfriend a text saying everything went fine, and the exact moment I step out of my dad's SUV, I hurl. And when I say hurl, I mean... Wow... The volume was just plain impressive, and given that two of my wisdom teeth were impacted, it was almost all blood.
Most of these details were explained to me after the fact, the only bit I truly remember is sending a second text to my girlfriend just saying "Awww... Blood puke... Good song title..."
Now, if you watch Metalocalype, it's a quote from the show... That I managed to text out when I was completely out of it. I don't remember basically anything from before, or anything after for the rest of the day.
Well, the process itself was a non-issue for me. I got knocked out. The needle was the worst part for me, but I've got a borderline phobia of needles...
Afterwords? I'm not going to lie and say it was a picnic, but it honestly wasn't that bad. If you end up doing it, just keep your sockets (yeah, that's what they call the gap in your gums left by the pulled teeth) clear of food and you're set. Otherwise, you've got a couple days of being drugged up, loopy and sleeping 18 hours a day. No biggie.
I'm glad I did it, minus the cost... That I'm still paying off... But it's improved my quality of life a good bit.
Pretty much this. Watch out for potato chips during the recovery period.
Yep, blood will drain down your throat after wisdom tooth surgery, causing, well... Yeah. I know a lot of people who barfed blood right afterwards. The dentist should really warn more people.
Yep, blood will drain down your throat after wisdom tooth surgery, causing, well... Yeah. I know a lot of people who barfed blood right afterwards. The dentist should really warn more people.
In the defense of my guy, he did give me a barf bag.
And now that I think about it, maybe he did warn me... I have no damn clue.
