Getting dumber by physical means

[effervescible]

In other words, at 8:30 AM tomorrow I lose my wisdom teeth. The poor, gentle wisdom teeth that have never done anything to hurt me, and were considerate enough not to grow in. The teeth whose lack of growth made me believe I had escaped the need for this surgery until one day my dentist was bored and decided they needed to come out.

They're all impacted. All three--missing one on the bottom, which is A Good Thing as far as future-ouchiness goes. The explanation for the surgery is that they could destroy the work my braces did if they ever do start to grow. Whatever. Ming claims that they just want money for the surgery, and I half believe her. So it looks like a diet of pudding and ice cream for me this weekend. Hopefully it won't hurt or swell too much. If it does, I just hope I'mas chipmunk-cute as Becky. I can't eat or drink anything after midnight, so naturally I'm desperate for water.

Tonight was nice. Holly, from work, got married a couple weeks ago so we took her and Travis out for dinner. It was a lot of fun. Even though I'm the youngest one there, and the only one still in school, we're all friends and get along well. The food was really good (yummy cheese ravioli) and the conversation was full of laughter and fun stories. Apparently, I am really funny because I keep pulling amusing comments out of thin air. There's even a hand motion for it. Apparently I also appear tipsy when on a sugar high. This is no surprise.

It's been really humid and hot lately, but the two thunderstorms today really relaxed the air for the evening. It felt good. There's something cleansing about the aftermath of a storm...like everything is refreshed and new again and ready to live. This and the enjoyable evening sort of brought back my faith in my optimistic side, which I've been doubting lately, worried that I'm becoming an accidental cynic. (There's a whole `nother entry on this subject which I plan to write later. Maybe this weekend, between pain medication and work on the co-op report.) But right now, even though I have sucktastic surgery in a few short hours, I feel good. Calm. Content. Maybe even...happy. Though I don't have a specific reason to be happy...but then, do I really need one? I guess not.

Writing here again feels good. I've got a bunch of things I feel like ruminating on (ooh, big SAT word right there) so I'll probably do more of that soon and catch people up on the Big Bou of Zaniness (not really) that is my life.

For now, bed. Must be unconscious before I can get nervous again. Love and kisses to you all.

Comments

[perigune.livejournal.com]

Ahw...I hope it goes well for you tomorrow.

[sache.livejournal.com]

Awww... I'm sorry. I really am. That having been said, I'm still going to take the time to tell you, "I told you so!"

How many times have we had the wisdom tooth discussion, and you're all "I don't need surgery, because I don't have any!" and I'm all, "You don't have any, or you have them but they won't come up?" and you do the denial thing, and I'm all "Yeah, whatever." Mine never came up, either, you know. Didn't stop THEM from operating on ME and making my TMJ worse! I only ever met two people that actually had none. My sister and Sara.

Ok. Done gloating. Now doing the supportive friend, thing.

Anywho, I'm sorry that they have to operate. I remember that I was scared at the thought of surgery, but it wasn't that bad. I was in and out of the oral surgeon's in less than an hour. No biggie. And you get to eat a diet of jello and applesauce for, like, a week! So, yay! Anywho, since they're impacted, they DO need to come out. It has nothing to do with your dentist being bored one day. Fact of the matter is that if they don't, they can become imbedded into your jaw and cause a lot of mouth problems. So it's good that you get them out now, rather than later.

And if it makes you feel any better, we can share surgery horror stories when you get back! Won't that be FUN!

[ursamajor]

"ruminating"

and cogitating, of course. ;)

anyway, what's this about a slutfic playlist? :D

[sarcasticval.livejournal.com]

I've said it before and I'll say it again:

Read the label for yourself! Don't trust your parents! Take the drugs with food!

Love,
The Surgery Dutchess

[aishuu.livejournal.com]

Meg was actually semi-supportive.... knock me over with a feather.

Anyway, The nice thing about this is that once wisdom teeth are done, they're done with. It's a one-off surgery, and while it hurts (I won't lie to you, chere), when it's done, you don't have to face it again... since you're getting rid of all of them.

What I found really neat was that they gave them to me after. Yes, I'm weird. I was always really upset about the whole toothfairy deal. I felt like she was ripping me off. A DIME for a tooth I took YEARS to grow? ~QS

[chaosblue.livejournal.com]

Mine really didn't hurt all that much... just left me feeling a bit sore. The happyfun drugs probably had a bit to do with that, too. ^__^ Good luck!

[kmeghan.livejournal.com]

good luck with the wisdom teeth. I had my out last year... didn't swell, and didn't need stitches. And all mine had grown in, and moved my teeth around. now they want to put my back in braces! I dont think so!
Enjoy the pudding and icecream!! :0)