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So long wisdom teeth

June 17, 2011 by Mona Andrei 2 Comments

Well I finally did it. I made an appointment to have my wisdom teeth pulled and I actually kept it. And went.

I have to admit though that I’ve been a little stressed about it all week. My appointment was at 1 today but I arrived at noon because I was afraid of changing my mind.

So what did I do during my hour in the waiting room? I juggled text conversations between my two older daughters, Melissa and Stephanie (who were together at the time) and Greg. (No wonder I profess to be a serial multi-tasker!)

Looking back at some of the texts I sent I think that maybe I was over-reacting. Just a tad. But in my own defence, I was a little nervous.

Here are the conversations:

Me to Greg, Melissa, Stephanie (and Exy-Poo): At dentist. So not looking forward to this 🙁

Exy-Poo: All best!

Greg: Don’t worry. It’s not that bad.

Melissa and Stephanie: Oh ya. Good luck!

Me to Greg: Have this terrible feeling of doom over me. Is this what anxious feels like?

Me to Greg: I think I’m having a panic attack.

Me to Greg: I feel like crying.

Greg: Think of the buzz pain killers give.

Me to Greg: Oh. Yeah. Can’t wait to get my fix. Asperin. Better book me at betty ford centre.

Greg: Kidding! It’s not that bad.

Me to Greg: Then why am I so . . . anxious? And sad?

Greg: Keep teeth in a jar if ur centamental or just mental

Me to Greg: I’m not sentimental! (Notice proper spelling) No, it’s something else. Not sure what yet.

Stephanie: Awwww that sucks. Good luck!

Me to Stephanie: Thx. My only wish? That it wasn’t me!!!

Me to Stephanie: Oh and that the tooth fairy really existed. (Can you say “ka-ching”?!)

Greg: The needle?

Me to Greg: Needles don’t make me sad. They scare the bejesus out of me!

Greg: Oh I know. The bill!

Me to Greg: That doesn’t make me sad. Makes me depressed!

Me to Greg: And that’s another thing. Do you know how much this pain, anxiety and stress is costing me???

Me to Stephanie and Melissa: Oh why oh why do we even have teeth anyway?!!

Melissa: Maybe the right question would be why do we have teeth that we don’t need . . .

Me to Melissa: Oh. Ok (smarty-pants)

Melissa: Nope! It’s Melissa!

Me to Melissa: Yes I know. He’s MR. Smarty-Pants (in reference to her boyfriend; the one we all go to with our computer problems. And when we need heavy pieces of furniture moved.)

Me to Melissa and Stephanie: Song on radio says “why do I need this kind of pain?” Thx universe. Because I wasn’t already asking myself that.

Melissa: U R a SUCK!!! Lol

Me to Melissa: They will be yanking something out of my flesh!!! Haircuts make me anxious!

Me to Melissa: Ok. I am a suck. *head down*

Melissa: Ha Ha ull be frozen and get complaining rights later!

Me to Melissa: Frozen?!!!! As in NEEDLE?!!!! Oh. My. God. Ok. Shoot me. Now please.

Melissa: Wow! No . . . they rub freezing powder on ur gums. No needle!

Me to Melissa: For the record, no one mentioned freezing . . . Needle. Maybe they’ll put me to sleep.

Melissa: RUBBING POWDER!!!

Me to Melissa: Really?

Me to Melissa and Stephanie: Ok. Going in now.

Melissa: Good luck. Text us when you’re out . . . and drooling!

Me to Melissa and Stephanie: If I don’t come out, split my house between the 4 of you

Now do you believe me when I say that I’m a serial multi-tasker?

Well this post is actually for anyone else who is scheduled to have their wisdom teeth pulled out. As nervous as I was, it really wasn’t all that bad. The needle (also known as the HARPOON) barely hurt at all.

Yes, the stress ball that the dentist gave me to hold was the shape of a pancake by the time it was over but that is no reflection on the pain.

Bottom line: I had two wisdom teeth pulled out, less than two hours ago and although I am drooling right now, I am not suffering. Nor am I traumatized by the experience.

Conclusion: Texting is more affordable than therapy.

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  1. Darrell Pitt says

    June 18, 2011 at 7:18 am

    Hey there. Yes, I’m not keen on anything to do with teeth. Good luck with your writing. Darrell.

    Reply
    • Mona Andrei says

      June 18, 2011 at 7:45 am

      Thanks Darrell!

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