it wasn't so bad!

tomorrow marks a week since i had all 4 wisdom teeth removed. i was honestly more anxious about being completely sedated than the actual extraction and recovery. it's a simple, routine procedure, but my imagination and lack of faith would get the best of me... and i worried about not waking up. but at the end of the day, i rested in the truth that my God is sovereign and He knows my days.

the procedure on friday morning was completely uneventful, and within 30 minutes, i'd woken up to a mouth full of gauze and a totally dry throat. i was a lot more lucid than i expected to be, though brian says i was telling him how to pay the receptionist. i don't remember barking those orders... sorry, honey! i just really needed a glass of water! we got home, and i felt really good for the rest of the day. my male nurse gave me two pain pills for my first round of meds instead of one pain pill and one antibiotic... he was mortified once he realized what he did, but the pharmacist in my family told brian that he just made my day psychedelic. :) and it was indeed a pretty good recovery day! i slept a lot of the time and just enjoyed the peace of isolation for a day without being in pain! i didn't mind the ice cream either. unfortunately, the pain meds were too strong for my stomach to handle, and i could not hold food down while taking them. i was pretty worried that i would get dry sockets from the vomiting... so on friday night, i chose to go to bed in a little bit of pain rather than continue down the road i was on.

you can imagine my delight when i woke up saturday morning in NO PAIN! i was elated. i still stayed in bed and took it easy, but the kids were able to visit with me more. ethan and caroline giggled as they climbed up in bed with me to hang out for a little bit, and amelia joined them when she woke up from her nap. it wasn't long before she was trying to get situated next to me, and that little stinker elbowed me square in the jaw. OUCH! visiting hours were over effective immediately. when the ban was lifted later, the kids enjoyed snacking on pudding in my bed.


and i suppose this is a peace offering for clocking me earlier....


so after two days of hgtv and ice cream, i decided that i was glad i'd waited till now to get my wisdom teeth removed. i should've done it back in college, but it was just never a convenient time. and my experience was a breeze compared to postpartum recovery. if i would've had this done in college, it would have clearly been a seemingly rougher recovery, and oh the horror of having to stay in bed for two days. i would miss so much! now fastforward 10+ years to present day... some cuts in my mouth compared to birthing a baby?! bedrest where no one is allowed to bother you!? time to read a fiction book?! procrastination is not always the most horrible thing.

sunday night, i ended up in a good bit of pain... i worried that i was getting dry sockets, but the pain was quickly resolved with a heating pad and some ibuprofen. i woke up with the same jaw pain monday morning and ended up staying in bed most of monday. this was disappointing because i'd already been out and about a little bit, and we'd planned on having a fun family day together. instead, i slept most of the morning while brian dealt with the kids for the 4th day in a row. i was so thankful that he was home for that day. and i was thankful for the cash and cari marathon on hgtv. since then, i have figured out that i am just going to wake up in a moderate amount of pain every morning. i don't know if it's the way i'm sleeping or if i'm clenching my jaw when i sleep.... or if this is just a normal part of recovery.... but it HURTS. and it's not really a pleasant way to wake up. but we've got our routine. brian gets up, heats up my bucky, and i take some ibuprofen. i lay with the bucky on my face for a good 20 minutes and usually go back to sleep and dream about being somewhere really hot. (ha!) within 30 minutes, the pain is completely gone. for the rest of the day. i really wonder if this is normal or not... i have a follow-up appt. on monday, so i will be sure to ask about it then.

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i have never really been a fan of heating pads. i don't like being hot, so why would i want to put something hot on my body? i've used my bucky from time to time, and it's always been wonderful, but i've never just needed it. until this week. oh my goodness, do i ever love my bucky now. brian's mom bought it for me ages ago. probably before we got married... and that thing has been my constant companion this past week. it's warm, soft, and smells like comfort. it is worth every single penny. mine is an old-school version, so it is not quite as stylish as the ones you see to the right here. :) but when it's smothering my pain in comfy heat, i really don't care what it looks like!

so there's my first week as a wisdom-tooth-extraction survivor. it could've been much, much worse. i could've done without the barfing and the pain every morning, but compared to some stories i've heard, i'll take it. thank you for your prayers. now if i could just get the house put back together....