I finally did it- I got my wisdom teeth out. Well, half of them anyway. I just did the ones on my right side. I was a big baby about it, too, I'll admit. I was awake for the whole thing and only had topical injections to numb the area (so no loopy, crazy fun much to Daniel's dismay). It took less than 30 minutes from the moment I walked in, got numbed up and he pulled the teeth. Am I making you shudder?
The bottom tooth had an abscess (puss-filled sac in my gums from the infected tooth) so it has been draining and is so gross. But at least I'll feel a ton better and won't have anymore pain from that area once this is all healed up.
I am doing great today since I stopped taking the Darvocet (pain killer; supposedly safe while nursing). That junk made me feel dizzy and nauseous and achy. I finally decided I'd rather be in pain than feel like I'm going to vomit all day and night long. So now I feel like I can function!
Zoë decided that on the night of the tooth extraction, when I was feeling sick and dizzy, that she wasn't going to go to bed and was instead going to cry her heart out. Poor thing was overtired and all I wanted to do was go to sleep. But we made it through. I just held her and calmed her down. But I had a very difficult time sleeping. Luckily Daddy stayed home and took care of her so I could sleep.
Ahhh, stupid wisdom teeth. What on earth did they do in the past about wisdom teeth?!