Thursday I had the great pleasure of getting my wisdom teeth pulled. Oh what a great experience that turned out to be. Thank goodness I was put under and don't remember a thing about it or about Thursday at all. I remember waiting before and getting the arm cuff put on for my blood pressure and that is about all. Chris and Val have been great support. Chris really has been there for me, making sure that I take my pills on time, getting all the rest I need and eating enough. (even though my diet consists of jello, broth and ice cream/ Popsicles.) Val has called twice a day to make sure I was still alive and even brought me some more food. They both are such great people. I am lucky to have them both in my life.
Thursday was spent sleeping and Friday I woke up feeling pretty good. Felt well enough to out with Chris and Chuck. During my outing with them they gave me a new nickname of John McCain. I have to admit it was pretty funny. The weekend was okay. I felt like I had a massive tumor on my face but much of that feeling was just my brain on drugs. Sunday night I didn't sleep much. My jaw was aching and nothing was putting a dent in the pain. Monday I stayed home from work and kept putting ice and heat to my jaw hoping to bring down the swelling. I ran out of my prescription pain killer and I tried to use just the basic Tylenol/Advil but it didn't help. Monday night was the worst. I couldn't sleep until 2 am and even then I was only able to get about 1 hours sleep in. So I went back in on Tuesday and they flushed my battle wounds and shoved some kind of dressing down into the pockets. It hurt so bad that I cried, and I usually try to be a big girl when I go to the Dr. But it hurt like H.E. double toothpicks. It hurt about another hour but then I finally found relief. So all in all I am so glad this part of my life is over. I am glad I will never have to deal with this again....
Thursday was spent sleeping and Friday I woke up feeling pretty good. Felt well enough to out with Chris and Chuck. During my outing with them they gave me a new nickname of John McCain. I have to admit it was pretty funny. The weekend was okay. I felt like I had a massive tumor on my face but much of that feeling was just my brain on drugs. Sunday night I didn't sleep much. My jaw was aching and nothing was putting a dent in the pain. Monday I stayed home from work and kept putting ice and heat to my jaw hoping to bring down the swelling. I ran out of my prescription pain killer and I tried to use just the basic Tylenol/Advil but it didn't help. Monday night was the worst. I couldn't sleep until 2 am and even then I was only able to get about 1 hours sleep in. So I went back in on Tuesday and they flushed my battle wounds and shoved some kind of dressing down into the pockets. It hurt so bad that I cried, and I usually try to be a big girl when I go to the Dr. But it hurt like H.E. double toothpicks. It hurt about another hour but then I finally found relief. So all in all I am so glad this part of my life is over. I am glad I will never have to deal with this again....
Thanks Chris and Val for all of your support and help. You are so great to me and made it so much easier.
Sorry if the writing of this post stinks, I am ostill on some pain killers and I think I might be a little high.
Me and my swollen face.Can you see the blue around my chin? Yep that is bruises.
Bruising on my inner lip.(sorry this is pretty gross)
Bruise under my chin.
Still swollen mouth.
6 comments:
im glad that you lived through the trauma! i remember getting mine out, and my mouth sweled up like yours did. you looked great today tho....and we are glad to have you back at work!
Ah, the blessed wisdom teeth. Pretty much the most traumatic experience of my life, so I feel for you. I'm glad you're doing better!
Yikes! Brings back memories. Mine were awful too! Hope you feel better soon.
Give me a few months and that will be me
That sucks -- I didn't even know you where having surgery -- sorry-- you should tell people !!! I love you--
Yeah, definitely one of the worst experiences of my life. I was allergic to the pain meds, so I ended up throwing up alot too:) Glad you got through it. Love you!
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