Wisdom Teeth

I finally got my wisdom teeth out yesterday. I feel like a late bloomer because everyone I know already had their's out. Oh well, better late than never. I absolutely hate the dentist and any pain in my mouth, but this recovery has been much better than I thought it was going to be. Besides me being chubby as a bunny and only being able to eat yogurt, I am doing fine. I have the t.v., my bed, my medicine, ice packs, my book Fire of the Covenant, my computer, and people who take great care of me. Ryan was the one who took me to the surgeon...bless his heart. He recorded our conversation together right as I was coming out of the anesthesia for about ten minutes... boy, does that stuff make you say some weird things! I listened to it yesterday when I was finally coherent and laughed my head off. Mostly because I don't remember saying any of it! I'm sorry I will not put it on here; too embarrassing for me! Only a select few get to listen to the drugged up me. Anywho... please don't remember or do anything with any of these pictures. They are mostly for me to look back on and laugh in about twenty years.

Right after
Jesse says, "Oh, you look so cute! ...Just don't ever get chubby, okay?" haha.. thanks, hun!
My life for the last 48 hours

Comments

Jo said…
Ughhh I still haven't gotten mine out and I'm terrified. Terrified I tell you!! I wish you a speedy recovery. :)
July 8, 2011 at 5:02 PM
Gram said…
You don't look as bad as I thought you would. I know the kind of funny things that are said after anesthesia. Gramps has had lots of it the last few years and I laugh just thinking about it. He acts as if he understands what I'm saying and then the next day he asks the same questions and cannot remember asking or my answering any of the same questions over and over. It was nice Ryan took good care of you. I think I am getting used to your black hair, also.
July 10, 2011 at 6:13 AM
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