Grrr

I am stuck, because of my wisdom teeth.  The left side is fine, and not a thing bother me. Doesn't hurt, doesn't ache, nothing--just swollen.  The right side is swollen, but hurts in an aching type of way. My dad (dentist) keeps saying it isn't dry socket because I don't want to kill myself and it isn't comparable to labor pains; he also says he thinks it is because the bottom right tooth was the hardest to get out because it was the biggest, deepest, and strongest roots. 

To me it just feels like aching pressure, similar to when I get insanely bad sinuses (mine always are felt most in my teeth).  He assures me that right now I'm okay, and am still expected to feel bad. I agree, I'm not expecting to go out and start eating corn on the cob or chewing big pieces of steak.....but I just think that the right side should at least be slowing down in the pain-ache. But it's not. It is exactly the same. 

Eitherway, I can't talk very loud or clearly.  Thus, that means I can't storm into the Neurologists office and demand my paperwork to be completed right there on the spot. I can't yell at them again, I can't talk rapid fire, and can't show them how angry I am with them.  So I either have to wait for them to call me, or wait for the last test result to come in for my physical and then ask the nurse practitioner to call over there and rip them a new one. Two and a half weeks of not doing the paper work and being rude is just fucking ridiculous, and I'm not in the mood for it anymore.

Wisdom Teeth

Yesterday, my wisdom teeth came out.  Supposedly everything went smoothly.  There was an aftershock to the earthquake just minutes before they started working on me, but luckily it was before and not during.

I had some very odd thoughts during the surgery, I guess not so much odd since they had to do with what was going on, but I guess it was odd that I was wishing I could've been blogging them at the time.  I guess some thoughts included:

• I can't taste the blood, but I can feel the warmth from it, and that grosses me out
• Don't move my tongue, don't swallow, don't move, I don't want it to get cut off
• What in god's name is making that loud noise in my mouth...
• Oh good, they have both the left ones out...oh wait, they only have the bottom left out, damn...
• Oh! John Mellencamp is playing on the radio!
• Flap, he said flap...operculum! 
• Well, glad you are saying that went surprisingly easy
• Ew that was a nasty noise
• wtf is going on, breath deep, breath veeeeeery deep through my nose--laughing gas
• Thank god the nurse is patting my shoulder
• *tenses up immensely* *loosens up* *tenses up immensely* *loosens up*
• oh sick, that movement is actually them cutting into the gum, how nasty
• no way in hell I am NOT doing the Peace Corps after this ordeal!

Stuff like that. The gauze changing was really nasty yesterday, but it is out now. Sleeping was hard last night because I was so damn uncomfortable--I like sleeping in the fetal position on my side, not stretched out on my back with my head elevated. It still doesn't hurt* but feels like it is starting to about now. Yesterday all I took was ibuprofen. Today I took half a Lortab around noon, so maybe I'll take the other half since the ache is starting to pick up. It was just sore, but now it is at an ache. Also, the bottom right ...hole...seems to be bleeding on and off. I feel like maybe it is getting bumped easier. Although its my left side of the face that is really swollen, not right. I should probably get the other half of the lortab before it starts hurting, just in case, and rinse with salt water again.

The things we do for the Peace Corps.

...So Soon?

Contrary to the title, I disappointedly don't mean that I have already had an interview/been medically cleared/invited.  Wouldn't that have been great!?  No, I just got back from a check up from my dad's office (he's a dentist) and he decided that it is time my wisdom teeth come out. Sad! I was rather attached to them, pain and all. Since they are so deep, he's sending me to an oral surgeon--who he says is the best in town and he wouldn't have work done on himself by anyone else. That's good to know. But I was hoping to have more time with my wisdom teeth, I knew I'd have to have them out for the PC, but I was hoping for more time! Note my dreaded anticipation and serious avoidance of acknowledging the fact that they have to come out. Le sigh.

Also, why haven't we gotten any mail in 3-4 days? Not even junk. That scares me since 1/2 of what I look for with the PC may come through the mail! "Dear Mailman, although I love you very much, where the crap is my mail? Love, Jenna"