Wisdom Teeth: Mission Complete!

Hey Everyone!!! Thank you so much for all of your prayers. Thanks to your prayers, I am now fully recovered and ready to go again! As could be expected, I was pretty exhausted the first couple of days. Also, because of the medication I was taking, my memory is very unclear as to what happened during those first couple of days. When mom and I arrived at the doctors office, I was trembling with fear. I broke into a cold sweat and began to lose color in my face. Dreading the voice of the nurse calling my name, I tried to distract myself by looking out the window and watching the TV. However, when I was called, I froze. Trembling, I followed the nurse who lead me to my room. My anxiety must have been obvious because I found out later that I had received medicine for anxiety. After taking the medication, I finally began to calm down and became aware of my surroundings. Unfortunately, it was going to be another 5 to 10 minutes until they began the operation. When it had begun, however, I was still somewhat awake. The funny thing was I had finally lost the anxiety altogether, and actually thought that my gums being cut open, my teeth being removed, and finally stitched back together was actually very humorous. But, I will spare you with the gruesome details...... When the operation was over, I was lead slowly to a comfortable room that had three to four separate stalls (for privacy), and was seated in a very comfortable lazy boy chair. (It was probably one of the most comfortable chairs I have ever sat in before!) It was long and black, leaning slightly in the back. After being seated, the nurse asked if I needed anything. I shook my head slowly, trying my best to tell her that I was just as content to close my eyes and relax in this wonderful chair. A little later, mom was called back and began to discuss with the nurse the details on my recovery. Mom told me later that the surgery had taken longer than it was supposed to. My two bottom teeth had been rooted to the jaw, and would have cause many problems if they had been taken out next Spring (which was our initial plan). Because of this, it had taken a little longer than expected. However, one of my wisdom teeth on the top came out so easily, that we got a discount! (Hah!)  I was very happy to hear this after my recovery, because I was very upset when I first heard the cost of the operation. Nothing much happened after that. After mom had discussed what she needed to with the nurse, I was slowly led out of the room to the car that was parked in the very front of the parking lot (we had been very lucky!). I don't remember much of the car ride. I know, however, that I could see perfectly well and could comprehend everything said. The only thing that was really wrong with me was trembled and was exhausted. I was laid on the couch, where mom sat with me, giving me medication and encouraging me to drink. Every day after that was better than the last, and by the following Friday I was ready to go again. I could not have done it without all of your prayers. I went back three days after the operation, on Monday, and was told by the surgeon that he was very impressed with my recovery. Also, he told me that he had expected to see more bruising and swelling, but that I looked very good. After hearing this, I was as happy as I could be. Giggling, I told mom what I had heard, She agreed that I looked better than had been expected. Until next time.  See you then, and God bless! :D

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