Months of pain and suffering caused by my wisdom teeth have finally come to an end. My two bottom wisdom teeth have been removed less than two hours ago and I’m feeling pretty good. (Nothing like numbing drugs!) Anyways, this morning I woke up really eraly and couldn’t get back to sleep.

Having dealt with the pain for over six months, I couldn’t take it anymore and I actually begged to get my wisdom teeth removed. Needless to say, I became rather nervous prior to their extraction, but I’m happy to say it wasn’t as bad as I had thought.

My mom and I went to the oral surgeon around 4:00 and I filled out the seemingly endless stack of paperwork. I can honestly say its not the easiest thing to do when you’re nervous. Within twenty minutes of handing in my paperwork, they called me in and took an x-ray.

The woman took me into a room and sat me in a chair and told me how suprised she was at my number of wisdom teeth (2 instead of the general 4). The surgeon came in, gave me an IV and the rest became a blur.

I do remember waking up a few times, once when the surgeon broke my tooth, and once when the stitches were being put in. Luckily I was numbed pretty well and I didn’t think much of it at the time. The ride home, I became overly energetic and I decided to write about my ordeal. However while writing, the Novocaine wore off and now I’m struggling to finish. Hopefully the pain won’t last too long…