Got my wisdom teeth pulled yester day, all four. I was nervous to begin with, and it didn't get better when I had to sit and watch a video on risks for the procedure. "And of course, in some rare cases, the sedative is fatal," says the man with the glasses and smile.
I knew the doctor, he goes to my church. He's really nice, so that helped a little.
While I was waitting for the doctor to come into the actual surgery room, the assistant hooked me up to a little IV, but didn't put any drugs in it yet. By that time they had also given me some oxygen tubes for my nose, so I got to lay around for some time not even being able to figit properly. The assistant helped though. Instead of just telling me to chill out, she got me talking about college and what I wanted to do in life. It actually worked as pretty good distraction.
Once the doctor came back, they started squirting the drugs into the IV. I had a heart thing stuck to my back so they got to watch the heart changes as I went to sleep. The wall in front of me was painted like a rainforest. Right when he said "right on time," the palm trees started to move up and down. I watched for I don't know how long before I fell asleep. I don't remember much afterward, but now I look like a chipmunck and that in itself is making me nuts. Add that to having to rinse my mouth with salt water after I eat anything. I can't even spit like a normal person. Or move my jaw much. Gaaah! This is annoying! I like cinnimin apple sauce, but I never realized how much I like chewing my food!!
