Ow.

Well, it’s finally happened. Dull pain has forced me to finally get off my ass and call a dentist. I think my wisdom teeth, long overdue, have finally made their presence known. Even though my mom’s been bugging me for a while now, I now give all of you permission to hound me endlessly if I haven’t followed through with this in a timely manner.

“A timely manner” doesn’t mean you can start bugging me tomorrow. Yes, that means you. You know who I’m talking about!

3 Replies to “Ow.”

  1. Another story of mine I just keep retelling:

    When my dentist/orthodontist? had deemed my wisdom teeth should come out, I went to the dentist, no shot or numbing, he just POP pulled 2 of ’em out. The whole procedure took less than 15 minutes and I only had to keep gauze in the back of my mouth to kinda soak/stop the bleeding. Then over the course of the next few weeks, I had to make sure my recesses were fairly clean/empty of whatever I consumed.

    Then again, I’ve heard much more painful procedures that other ppl have undertaken..

    hee hee.

  2. maybe you’ll be lucky like me and eat the same day with no problems pain.

    Or you could be like other doods with constant pain and bleeding and nothign but pudding and jook for 3 months.

  3. my experiences with wisdom teeth

    I too had minimal issues with the actual extraction of my wisdoms, it was the GETTING to it thing that really sucked.

    I’ve only had two extracted, the upper two, as for some reason they saw fit to come out at an angle– headed straight for the back of my jaw. Being that I hated the dentist, I let it slide for too long and eventually the upper left wisdom had come out so far that I could no longer open my mouth without it jamming into my actual jaw bone. I went to a dentist, and just like curse, they were able to just pop it out and I had some gauze to suck on for a while to abate the bleeding.

    Although, it’s a funny thing that my dentist at the time was about 5’2″, 130 pounds and had to actually climb onto the chair put her left hand on my forehead and use that for leverage as she yanked the tooth out (the previous 3 attempts didn’t work and it didn’t budge, you’d think that wrench or pliers whatever they use would have worked better!).

    I kept that tooth in my ashtray for a while, as the root was curved (since it was coming out at an angle) and looked like a fang. I used to tell girls I went out with that it came from a bear cub that I wrestled with and killed in a fight for my life in “the woods”.

    The other tooth was a lot easier, it came out at an angle but without the jaw pain and actually was yanked a lot easier by this dentist (who wasn’t 5’2″). They didn’t let me keep the tooth though, something about it being a “biohazard” or something. They actually kinda tripped out that I was carting around my old tooth in the ash tray of my 1981 Pontiac Grand Prix.

    Oh, and don’t look at me like that. SOME of those girls bought that story. 😛

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