My Second Wisdom Tooth Extraction & My Biggest Tip
Two times the injections…two times the extractions, and I have something to say about both experiences:
3, 2, 1…….
WISDOM TOOTH EXTRACTION IS NOT THAT BAD
I know this is a completely unpopular opinion, but hear me out. Unless you get a dry-socket…Which I’m currently hoping that I don’t get as I type this from a blood-ridden jawline, wisdom tooth removal isn’t as bad as everyone thinks.
You know what I think makes the whole procedure worse? Getting put to sleep for it. Look, I’m one of those people who likes to be in control of their body/what I’m saying or doing at all times. I just can’t unknowingly have people putting their fingers through my mouth and extracting things that I grew out of my own body while I have no clue how they’re doing it.
Here’s what happens when you aren’t put to sleep for a tooth extraction
You get about 6 shots or so. These shots are placed in your cheek and roof of your mouth to numb your teeth.
They let you sit with the shots to ensure numbness.
Upon beginning the extraction, they give you one more shot for good measure. If you still feel that shot happening…Let them know and they will do whatever it takes to make sure you don’t feel anything.
Once the procedure actually begins, the doctor grabs his “tool” P.S. WTF is that thing? It’s basically like a set of pliers, but I absolutely hate the thought of calling them that because I’m not a car. Anyways, the doctor grabs his/her tool, and they grab the tooth that is needing to be extracted. From here, they move your head around in a circle while holding onto the tooth. For me, it took about 5 rounds and BOOM. The tooth is out, and I didn’t feel anything. It’s actually really surprising when it does come out because you sit there thinking to yourself “What? That was it??”
I’m telling you, it’s not that bad. I’ve never been put to sleep for any procedure, but, in my opinion, the only reason being put to sleep is so rough is because you wake up slightly terrified because you don’t know how these people yanked these things from your face, but all of a sudden, they’re gone! That, or, in the case of my husband, you wake up thinking about your chihuahua riding a vroom-vroom bike (his description of a Harley) before spending the next day completely sick from the anesthesia.
Now, I won’t say that I wasn’t completely scared of this entire thing. I was, but I showed it differently.
REALLY REALLY DIFFERENTLY.
So differently, in fact, that I made a few business decisions for myself while leading up to the procedure.
New camera? Sure…Why not. I need something to keep my mind off of all of this.
New computer? Yep! How else would I be typing this blog post to all of you right now? Kidding, of course, I had a computer already, but it would literally take about 2 hours for me to even begin my editing process.
And finally, my most exciting addition…Our new rug for our house. It’s so cozy and soft.
I can’t help it. That was the only way I could really get myself to calm down. Sounds ridiculous, I know, but this last few weeks also involved a lot of self-care that I normally won’t do for myself.
Moral of the story: If you can, stay awake for any tooth extraction, drink your soup lukewarm, eat some JELL-O, and, most importantly, take care of yourself.
All my love,