And what’s left behind are a couple big holes!

So the whole procedure took about an hour. I only remember the first 15-20 minutes, once that IV went it everything pretty much goes black. The next think I vaguely remember is Nicole helping me climb the steps to our apartment. I have a couple friends from college who would have had flashbacks to a few of the $5 all you can drink nights down on Alexander St.

Have I told you how cool Nicole is? She took yesterday off to help me out with the appointment. Just helping me get around in that state was enough, but then she went off to the store and bought me a ton of pudding, jello, and sorbet. This sure makes up for having band practice on my Birthday!

I have to say I’m a bit surprised at how little pain I am in, considering all of the horror stories I have heard over the years. Maybe it’s just the drugs have gotten better, but I haven’t been taking the Vicodin as much as was prescribed and still feel pretty darn good.

Now maybe that’s due to all of the pain I went though as a kid with braces, or maybe my doctor did a pretty damn good job. It’s been less that 24 hours, so I suppose the whole back of my mouth could still collapse. But, I’m hoping that will not be the case.

The good news?

I have Thursday and Friday off.

The bad news?

I am having my only two wisdom teeth removed. They are impacted, so it requires my doctors to knock me out! I claimed that I’m only half wise, but the oral surgeon was quick to respond “Maybe you’re just more evolved“. NICE!

Which lead me to believe, my joke wasn’t all that original…

I’m not too worried about the procedure, but I really don’t think I’m going to be so well in about 11 hours from now. I should probably go and get some rest, although I’m guessing that’s all I’ll be doing for the next couple of days. With help from the pharmacist of course.

Anyway, wish me luck!