I had my wisdom teeth removed this morning. It didn’t hurt during the procedure. Actually it wasn’t that extreme of a procedure at all. I’ve had crowns done that hurt worse.
(Warning, gross post ahead. Blood. And there are boobs, too.)
But now, 4 hours later, the pain has kicked in and my mouth freaking hurts. Allan is picking Brooklyn up from school right now and also getting my vicodin from the pharmacy. I was going to stick with tylenol but… this hurts. And tylenol does pretty much zero for any pain I have. I’ll only take a half dose of the vicodin and hopefully just one dose gets me through the day. It’s not excruciating pain so I think that half dose will be plenty.
So the biggest suckfest right now is that I am an insane drooler. My dentist tells me every time I go that I’m “juicy” and I feel really embarrassed.
Which sucks in pretty much all aspects of life, actually. Especially when you’re drving home with your face stuffed with gauze and suddenly you feel a waterfall of wetness on your chest. And when you realize that waterfall of wetness is your own spit. Mixed with blood. Well isn’t that just awesome?!
Sometimes I don’t feel very beautiful. Sometimes I feel ugly. Then days like today come along to boost my self confidence. There’s nothing quite like having giant cheeks and toilet paper hanging out of your mouth to make you feel lovely.