Saturday, February 18, 2012

Wisdom Teeth are Mean

So after talking to Mom and Jeri about not having any problems with my wisdom teeth... on Monday I noticed the gums around my wisdom tooth were sore, and figured it was sinking back down, like what mom said happened to her.  So I thought, I'll just wait 'till it comes out again and then have it pulled.  The pain got really bad.  Really bad.  I was so swollen on the inside I couldn't open my mouth enough to eat very much.  And I couldn't swallow-- even my own saliva.  So I went to the dentist on Wednesday.  He told my my gums were infected because there's not enough room for that tooth (and the infection spread through my jaw and throat), gave me some antibiotics, saved my life... I'm getting it pulled next week if the infection's gone.

The worst part was that on Valentine's Day, I just happened to make the best dinner I've ever made.  Marinaded some chicken from the previous day, made the most amazing potato casserole, and a green salad with ranch, and I couldn't eat it.  I got some tiny pieces in my mouth (enough to know it was the best thing I've ever made), but the pain of swallowing kept me from eating.  So I starved for a couple days.  It's  all good, now, though.  I love antibiotics.  And my dentist.

It didn't kill all the pain, but at least I can eat and yawn.  I think pain in my mouth makes me really emotional.  I've been doing weird things.  The other night I called Anton while he was at work around 2:45 A.M.  I was perfectly fine, I just couldn't sleep and wanted to talk.  The second he answered and asked me how I was doing, I started balling like a little baby.  It didn't hurt that bad and I don't know why I cried but it really scared Anton.  He had no idea what was going on-- probably thought I was in an accident or something scary.

On a different note, Shantal has a sewing machine so I think I'm going to start sewing and stuff.  Probably mostly blankets.  I don't think I can do anything else.  I found some cool baby blanket ideas.

P.S.  Had my first plane ride.  Smallish plane, but it was super cool.  Anton did it for our anniversary.  I even got to fly most of the way.  The pilot told me I was really good but I think he was just trying to be nice so I wouldn't get too nervous and do something irrational.

1 comment:

  1. I'm glad you find my children's antics amusing. You make me laugh too :), although I'm sorry you're wisdom teeth are acting up. That's not fun. But once they're out you don't have to deal with them again. I want to see your baby blanket ideas! I got a sewing machine for Christmas. Glad you had fun in the plane :)

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