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My way of celebrating my newly won freedom from uni commitments: get a load of stuff done that I've been putting off. So far this has included cleaning my flat, cooking proper meals, and going through the mountains of photocopies that getting a degree left in its wake. My glamourous life, let me show you it... But I can't really complain about that, because my parents took me out for a posh lunch on Sunday and we swanked it up for all we were worth, which was extremely nice.

Even more so since I have a few days of mash and apple sauce to look forward to, because today I went and had two wisdom teeth pulled. That's another thing crossed off the 'to do' list, except in a week I get to do it all again for the other two. Sigh. What I could really do without is the general weirdness of my metabolism: face still numb up to my ears and unable to feel my own tongue, I had to drop an Ibuprofen on the way home because the places where my teeth were started to hurt. How? And more importantly, whyyy?

That wasn't the worst of it, though. I asked to take my teeth home, because I felt I deserved some kind of trophy.
The upper tooth came out without a hitch; it was over and done two minutes after the anesthetic kicked in. The lower one made up for that in terms of difficulty and just plain contrariness.

It had to be broken up, and came out in four separate pieces. The bit that took the longest was the last piece of root, which just refused to budge. Adding insult to injury was the fact we couldn't keep that tooth numb for five minutes at a time. At one point, the dentist remarked there was enough anesthetic in my system 'to lay out an elephant'; one single nerve, which ran only through that single tooth from what I can tell, remained stubbornly unimpressed. So it went in stages of lever, poke, drill, add another shot of anesthetic, poke, hit nerve, add another shot, poke some more... Dude, I could have done without that. Have I mentioned I have a bit of a phobia where needles are concerned?

Strangely enough, the stitches I had to get at the end didn't bother me at all. Of course I was completely unable to feel them, or half of my face for that matter, but at that point I'd actually relaxed enough to geek out over the surgical instruments involved. 'It's a real curved needle! That's so cool!' So yeah, this is what playing a healer does to my sanity. But then, I've known that one for a while...

I'll be stuck not doing much of anything for the next couple of days. The book I bought on the way to the dentist's is a hilarious level of bad; any company, IMs, links and general entertainment thrown my way would be appreciated. :)

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Date: 2009-11-16 08:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thankfully, mine, while not quite as cooperative as your first one,did at least all come out in one piece when I had mine done about 20 years ago... (similar procedure, 2 on one side, then the other two a week or two later) and I do still really like apple sauce, always did & the interlude did not change that.
I didn't think to aks for the trophy though.

*sympathy* & *hugs*

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Date: 2009-11-16 08:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I doubt anything could put me off apple sauce either. :) Which is a good thing, under the circumstances...

Thanks for the sympathy. :) *hugs back*

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Date: 2009-11-17 12:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Ow!, and *hugs*, and hope they heal quickly :)

(they wouldn't let me keep mine when I got them out ! Had to be disposed of as "hazardous medical waste" or something ... )


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