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Surgery - Pulling Teeth

I am okay with pain, I mean no one likes it. Or no sane person does BUT I can deal with it if I have to. I wont lie I am a big baby if I can be. Like the man flu is a real thing for me, being hung over is one thing you did that to yourself but getting sick just sucks! That was off topic but anyways if I need to push through pain I think I can. I have had stitches, mild concussions, broken a leg, collar bones, arm and wrist. Not unfamiliar with pain but I have never had surgery before though......

So I am semi retarded. I had perfect wisdom teeth. Probably why I am so wise.... They would have never needed to come out had they not been rotten. I don't like dentists, I believe it was about 5 - 7 years I didn't go. On top of that I could never be in gay porn (Or my receptionist said a good boyfriend) cause I have the worlds worst gag reflex. Like even brushing sometimes my eyes water. SO I didn't clean the wisdom teeth nearly good enough. 3 years ago I was told they needed to come out. I ignored that for 2 more years until it actually became painful. To brush them, sometimes to chew, sometimes just random pain. I manned up and said okay lets rip these bitches out! That was like two months ago. I purposely booked as far away as I could.... This past weekend I finally had it done.

Fear set in probably a week prior. I am not a fan of spiders, but I can kill them if needed. I am not a fan of Ezra Levant but most people with a brain aren't. Heights make me nervous but I can talk myself into them. This though was something I never had faced before. I will be honest I started losing sleep. I was worried about going to sleep and not waking up. Or waking up with like brain damage. The fact they have a separate anesthialogit (Ya not spelt right). helped a bit but I was still worried. Pain worried me, like what if when I came out it hurt and not the hurt you power through but real honest pain. Everyone told me I was being crazy that it would be fine but every night I woke up over and over stressed out. Another worry was $$$$.

I couldn't be a dentist, I hate bad breath. Younger me, who often worked hungover would literally wretch if a customer breathed on me too much. Plus well I am not totally handy with even a drill or a hammer I can only imagine the damage I might do in someones mouth. But I am jealous of the $$$ they must make. (I guess to be fair my fiance works in insurance, everyone thinks she has $$$ and great rates but that ain't true either) But here is the silly thing. I go get a regular cleaning and check up. They tell me I need an X ray and to meet with a surgeon about getting this done. So I do that and get a quote. Ya my dental plan will be short $1250. I used up most of my coverage getting a cleaning. WTF. So coverage only covers enough to tell you what you need done? Then I did some math I make less than a dollar a minute. I think most people do. My 4 teeth getting pulled cost about $2200 and was done in 44 minutes. Now I know the dentist doesn't get that all but that is $50 / minute or $3000 / hour! Now so far everything has worked out great so maybe I am happy to spend $3000 / hour but wow!!

Anyways that was the side rant, so D day came, I woke up didn't take my pills like they asked and didn't have anything to eat or drink. Not having coffee makes me cranky! I showered and brushed my teeth. At least I would smell nice before I went in for torture. SO we went to the office for 8AM. Truth? You are now about to witness the strength of street Knowledge! In my head I sang NWA in my head, the whole ride there. Those guy weren't afraid of anything. It did distract me until I had to sign in and pay and get that little wrist band like a hospital. Then nothing would, I sat sweaty in my waiting room chair. I do have to say thanks to my fiance at this point. She did hold my hand like a littl kid and tell me it was okay. Then they called me in.

SO you lay down on the bed and it is just how TV makes it look, a big light beats down on you. They hook you up to shit and check stuff. No I didn't take my metformin. No I didn't take Advil, was I supposed to? I was i guess, but too late now, okay.... PS no one told me that and I wish they woulda! SO three things are gonna happen, my eyes will get heavy, then blurry then I will wake up in a different room eh? They held the mask over my face and damn if they weren't right......

I don't remember waking up, just being awake. First off the freezing in my face was massive. I couldn't form a single word. Or open my lips. Sorry nurse if I came of rude but I grunted and motioned for the clock. She didn't understand me so I tapped my wrists, when she said 845 I thought maybe I was dreaming. It couldn't have been that quick. Then she stuffed gauze into my mouth. This is pure hell. I can barely hold those butterfly things in there to get zrays. If my mouth hadn't been so frozen pretty sure I woulda puked them up. I could feel my mouth filling with blood and spit and I sat there for half an hour gagging. I know why they want you to take Advil, my head was killing me. I will admit I kinda like it, the way the res of my body felt. Its like a body stoned. Everything feels nice... Except of course my mouth and head. They let me stand and walk out, I was bad could walk fine so the drugs must have wore off.

So the day of, well it sucked spitting and gagging blood for an hour then taking pills cause the pain kicked in. But I was well taken care of as I laid in bed watching hours of South Park. Trying to drink water and broth. Here is the thing, broth tastes fine. But the smell of luke warm broth made me think of dog food. Then had some jello, I like jello!! Keeping peas wrapped around my face, as annoying and cold. I didn't sleep much that night either, Not that I didn't want to but I was trying to not lay on my face.

But all in all I was lucky. I barely swole at all. My mouth still is hard to open. And a stitch is tickling my tongue. I hate not eating what I usually do... Meats (not just soft ones), donuts, cookies, raw veggies... I hate the rinsing constantly. Plus I swear I am more tired and hungry than normal. There is an upswing though. My blood sugars have never been better. I have a stack of pain killers! (nothing to great but hey) Oh and the teeth that hurt me and were rotting in my mouth are gone. Not that I ever wanna go through it again but I guess it wasn't that bad.....

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