Monday, February 07, 2005

Four Less Teeth
Posted by Sam at 11:01 PM

This morning, at 9:15 a.m., I had all four of my wisdom teeth yanked unwillingly from my skull. Surprisingly enough, the entire endeavor was mostly uneventful. I was knocked out for the procedure. I remember the nurse jabbing the intravenous into a vein... she mentioned that I have "easy veins." I asked what makes them so easy. She said that they are popping out and not moving around. I think that I tried to say something clever like, "Well, I told them to behave..." but, I probably just started to drool and trailed off into unconsciousness. The next thing that I remember is sitting on my sister's couch and defending myself from some hardcore puppy lovin' (my sister's puppy is the cutest thing in the world, but she loves with her teeth).

Like I said, I don't remember much. According to the reports (a.k.a. what my sister tells me), I was insistent on thanking every one of the staff members at the oral surgery place as we left. Apparently, it was imperative that I thank everyone in the waiting room too. Ah drugs... is there anything they can't do?

Speaking about drugs, I just popped the first of about ten Percocets that they were nice enough to prescribe for me. We'll see how that goes. If it goes well, I'll probably be inspired to post a bit later... and I know you are looking forward to that.

Oh... I almost forgot. They let me keep my teeth! The gross thing is that they didn't even clean them off. It's like they went straight from my bloody jaw into a little plastic baggy. Doesn't that seem odd? Wouldn't this be considered biohazard? Oh well. I'm just stoked that they let me keep them. I can't wait to turn them into a necklace... and one day give it to my true love. Am I smooth or what?

The Percs are kicking in. Which means that it's definitely time for me to go.

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Totally cool teeth! Were they able to use the Pan X-Ray I gave you? Hooray for oral surgery! I wish I could have watched...

Comment By Anonymous on February 08, 2005 6:30 AM

You need to keep your teeth in a little pouch around your neck and frequently consult them about the future. Or how much tip to leave when paying a resturant bill.

...Percocet....what would Ian say??????

Comment By TheDarkLordDerfla on February 08, 2005 2:29 PM

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