Wisdom Teeth

Ouch! Sorry to hear that Chessie. I’ve actually never even been to the dentist before in my life. My family didn’t have insurance and it was too expensive and by the time I grew up and had my own job & insurance through that, I was too much in the habit of not going.

I know I know, Bad drag0n!!! LOL! When my wisdom teeth came in I didn’t even feel them. I don’t know if I was just lucky or if I was so use to chronic toothaches and stuff it didn’t seem too big of a deal by then. Surprisingly I have pretty perfect *looking* teeth, but I know I have at least 6 or 7 cavities, and they always say double what you think you have and that’s probably what you’ve got! I’d be terrfied to go now! A dentist could probably retire early on all the work I must have to get done by now! 😆

I have nightmares my teeth are falling out all the time! 😯 Good luck and make sure when it’s over you tell me it was really easy and didn’t hurt so I can get up the courage to go myself some day! haha!

I had all four of mine surgically removed, before they crested (they would have impacted). I was given funny gas (NO2) and some something via IV but I was awake the whole time. If you can call it that!

I remember staring straight forward in a happy happy stupor while they cut my gums open, broke the teeth (and it turns out a bit of my jawbone!) and extracted them. I remember thinking “NEAT! That’s my TOOTH in there grinding around! Whoa BLOOD! NEAT!” (sound like anyone you know?). They then packed the giant holes in the back of my mouth and stitched me up. It was the day after Easter and we had just had an ice storm so I fell on my rump on the way out to the car, since I was still drugged up. I didn’t drive, no worries!!

Several days and many codine later, I was still bleeding and in a lot of pain. Lemme tell you how much it sucks to have to drool your own blood out for days so you don’t choke on it (I had to sleep on towels). Jello and soup and ice cream…

Anyhow they ‘thought’ I had a dry socket, so they prematurely cut the stitches open and pulled the cotton out.. holy crap!! That hurt so bad I wanted to kick the oral surgeon. Turns out I DIDN’T have a dry socket so they stuffed the cotton back in (OWOOOWOOWWW) and stitched me back up (OOWOWOWOWOWW) and off I went.

I think it was like 1-2 weeks later that I got my stitches out for real, then the next several months each time I ate I had to spray my gum-craters out with a little pipette. What a pain! And these shards of broken tooth and jaw bone chips kept coming up through my gums. Ow! That was 8 years ago, but I still have dimples and bumples under my gums where I think there are shards embedded.

But, all in all, I guess it’s better than having them impact under my other teeth… my father had that happen to him and he said it was the wost pain ever! Ack.

Yikes! Mine just pulled the teeth… Didn’t break them, and that was ummmm… subtract 3, carry the 2… let’s just say over 20 years ago!! They gave me locals to numb everything, then put in a valium drip… Talk about a happy camper!! I went to a dental college to have it done… All I remember is looking up after the surgery and seeing the most handsome dental student I’d ever seen in my life… Now mind you, I was so happy on the valium, he could have been as ugly as… And I can’t remember for the life of me what he looked like… Just remember looking up and going “Wow”! I don’t think I remember anything after that until about 3 hours later… lol…

I had my all four of wisdom teeth pulled about 10 years ago. They gave me Laughing Gas and Twilight Sleep (an IV) so I don’t remember a thing from the surgery. For the next week I ate soft foods and rinsed out the sockets with a little pipet to keep them clean. I was lucky and didn’t have dry sockets and I was religious at taking my pain meds or I would have been in bad shape.

I had my teeth pulled on the Monday of Spring Break (what a way to spend one!) and was feeling well enough to go to a RPG the following Friday or Saturday night.

I had my wisdom teeth out two at a time so I could eat better in between. I had the left side done first and the dentist (who was also my dad’s cousin) gave me a big bruise where he put in the novocaine. I had a date that night — first date– with a guy who was making me supper at his house… spaghetti. I had to cut it into tiny bits because I couldn’t open my mouth wide. I still cut my spaghetti into small pieces to eat… it’s so much easier (at least something useful came out of it). He thought that I had gotten in a fight because of the bruise and swelling, so I had to tell him about my teeth.

The right side went a lot smoother and no bruising. I don’t remember much of the procedure. It must have went okay because I probably would have remembered it if it had been bad.