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9 AM Wisdom Teeth Removal| | I had every intention of going in, going to sleep and letting them work their magic. 8:30, Dad and I head out to Revere to the Doctor's office. I walked in, and pretty much went straight into the room. I was the first patient of the day. Lucky me.
So I go in, and they give us the quick briefing--what they're going to do, dissolving stitched, it's going to hurt after, blah blah blah--- then he asks my dad to come back in an hour. Okay, fine. So my dad leaves, and I'm like okay, put me to sleep, now. He keeps talking to me, and I'm like I don't care, just put me to sleep I trust you, I don't know why you're still talking to me. So they tie the tourniquet to my arm, tell me to clench my fists, so they can find a vein. Doc goes into my left arm, and can't find a vein. He's like legit JABBING the needle into the inside of my elbow, and I'm like WTF is going on here. ---I've gotten my blood drawn before, and uhhh, there was never any jabbing involved. (Note: I'm also ready to pass out in the middle of this entry, so if it ends, well, Sorry) And he's like "Let's try your right arm" Nothing there either. He's jabbing around all ovey my arm, it hurts, I'm telling you.
I am very much susceptible to pain. VERY MUCH. And then he tells me, "you should lift weights more, to make your veins thicker." Thank you Doc, for reminding me I'm very much out of shape. Here's the good part:
He takes off his gloves, his glasses, and leans on the table to the left of me, and looks at me and says, "There are two things we can do. One, is nothing, you can go home now and we can try another time weeks from now. Two, we can shoot you up with a bunch of novocaine and you'll be awake, but you won't feel a thing"---Okay, so those weren't his exact words, ha ha ha but that's pretty much what I was comprehending. And I'm like, "Shit, can you look for veins again?" We couldn't. He tried everywhere. And he did. He was jabbing that needle into every milimeter of my arm. Urgh.
And then I finally decided that I'd get the Novocaine. The FUCKING Novocaine that would me that I would be awake for the entire procedure. Joy, Joy, What a Fucking Joy. Well, let me tell you, that Novocaine hurt the most. He was a lot of needles injecting shit into my mouth, it as absolutely ridiculous. At one point, I opened my eyes, Stupid, I know I know, and I see this giant fucking needle, in his hand and it has like the handle like that of scissors, and I'm like Holy Shit! and then he injects it under my teeth, at this point I could still feel, unfortunately, and oh my god it hurt like a bitch. I was starting to cry, seriously. I was like screaming in pain. Then, ha ha ha one of the assistants come over to dry my eyes, she's like yeah it makes your eyes water sometimes, I'm like actually, I was fucking crying. Then he proceeded to do the same thing on the other side of my mouth. God. "The worst is over," he says.
He was right. I didn't really feel pain much afterwards. So then he started.
ha ha ha So through the entire thing, Everyone around me is like, "Emely, open wide" and I'm opening as wide as I think I can, and the Doc's telling me to open wider. I can't even feel my fucking mouth! How the hell am I supposed to know how wide my mouth is opened?! Anyway, he ends up putting this biting block into my mouth to hold it open. Goodness gracious.
Drill, suction, drill, suction, drill, suction. Then all of a sudden he tells me there's going to be a little bit of pressure, then pushes my arm as an example of how it'll feel. Absolutely not. The man is legit PUSHING the tooth out of it's place. PUSHING. The entire time, I was like, "What the fuck is this?" It kind of felt like someone was punching me in the face, but like every so specifically on this one tooth. At one point, he was pushing in a really odd direction, and I swear my cheek was going to tear. For a second I imagined myself as the Joker, you know the whole-creepy-ass-slit-cheeks-for-"wide-smile"-thing. It was ridiculous.
Also, this is when I realized that I don't know what pain is. Like, I know what hurts, but I'm not sure if it's pain. He said it wouldn't hurt, but the pressure hurts, but its not pain. Or is it? I mean, I can feel it, and it's certainy not comfortable. Pain was what I felt when the needle for the novocaine went in, right? But I mean, the pressure---the whole pushing shit out of my mouth ordeal, that hurt, but it wasn't like jabs of shit hurt? I'm not sure. It's kind of like apples and oranges? Like it hurts, but in it's own way. Can you call it pain? In that case something's terribly wrong.
My mom just gave me two ice packs to put on my cheeks. I swear if you could see me now. ha ha ha ha I feel so silly.
Anyway, then it was more drilling, more suction, and more pushing, until the tooth came out. I was trying to fall asleep, but that wasn't working. They kept telling me to raise my chin higher, so I kept doing it, but my neck was going up with it. At one point I had connected his ridiculous pushing to my chin raising, and imagined my neck snapping. ha ha ha ha It wasn't pretty. THIS IS WHY I SHOULD HAVE BEEN ASLEEP. It was a little ridiculous, actually. One of my teeth they had to cut in half then remove separately. I asked for the teeth! They're sitting in a little pink box right now... on the dining table. ha ha ha ha ha Oops.
Now all four teeth are out and they do a quick, don't eat anything chewy, don't talk, lay low, veg out, blahblah blah but then they keep asking me questions. I just want to leave, really. Go home and sleep---- although now, I'm home and not sleeping. And she's like how to do you feel? I'm like... you just told me not to talk, I don't understand why you're talking to me, and expecting me to answer. Then she asks if I want my dad to come in, I don't care. She calls him in, and tells up about Post Op stuff, and she's like do you want to lay down in recovery? I'm like no, I just want to leave, and I get up and go.
Now I'm home and totally ready to veg out. He prescribed Penecillin and Vicodin. Yippee.
Only I'm fucking starving, but cant eat until 12, and I look like a fucking chipmunk. It doesn't hurt just yet, but I can feel something starting to feel. But I'm also in a very angry mood for no apparent reason. :) Yay!
akljdfalksdjf Wisdom teeth removal is no joke, man. ha ha ha ha :D
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