Weekend Without Wisdom Teeth

I have to say that the surgery was a lot better than I thought it would be.

I went to the hospital clinic to get my wisdom teeth taken out at around 11:00am, but I felt the effects for the whole day. I spent all of Friday without being able to feel my bottom lip or chin.

The surgery itself went great.

I was terrified going in, but they gave me the IV and I was out of it. I don't actually remember what happened, so I don't know if I fell asleep or not. The only thing I can remember from it is that it felt like it took ten minutes (when in reality it lasted almost an hour) and the only thing I could feel was light scrapping. 

I do have videos and photos, but to keep this blog anonymous, I unfortunately can't post them. I might do it later on in the future, but for now they'll stay on my phone.

I was apparently quite the entertainment on the car ride home, though. My mom was having a good laugh while my dad tried to keep us on the road and to not swerve from laughing.

It wasn't all that pleasant for Saturday and Sunday, however.

I couldn't (still can't) open my mouth more than halfway because the stitches stop you from doing that, so I can only have liquids, jello, pudding, yogurt or Kraft Dinner. I haven't eaten a proper meal since Thursday, but you have to do what you have to do.

As a kid, you'd think that that would be the perfect meal, having food like that all the time, but as a teen, it's not. I can't wait to have chicken, salad and rice again.

I'm still really swollen. I honestly do look like a chipmunk at the moment, still. Apparently, the swelling gets worse during the 24-48 hours following the surgery, and my cheeks definitely swelled up on Saturday.

Currently, I'm dealing with two uneven cheeks, so my left is more swollen that my right.

It's not even something that I'm self conscious about. I think it's funny! I know I look different, but that's okay! It will go back to normal soon enough.

In the end, I'm a teen girl who looks like a chipmunk with nuts stored in one half of the mouth on a terrible eating plan, but I'm alive.

I made it through the surgery and realized that I had nothing to fear. The doctors knew what they were doing. It's me who has to learn how to trust professionals a little more.


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Going Under The Knife

It occurred to me this afternoon that I didn't write yesterday like I normally do and I'm sincerely sorry for that.

I'll be honest, I don't have a reasonable excuse as to why I didn't post, but the truth is that I was very busy and it simply slipped my mind.

I've been having one of those weeks where I feel as though I'm drowning in work and my thoughts when in reality, there wasn't all that much that went on. 

I guess that it was a heavier week for me on the mental side of things.

Whenever I get stressed out about work, I hit this point where I'm so stressed out that I can't even bring myself to do work anymore. I sit there doing nothing which wastes a lot of time, stressing out about everything that I have to do or what will be done and I no longer feel as though I have strength to function.

I didn't have much school work this week. I don't think that I had any, to be honest.

My mind has just been completely occupied with the thought that I get my wisdom teeth out tomorrow.

I might've mentioned it before on here, I can't really remember, but I'm terrified for tomorrow.

I wrote this post over the afternoon/evening. I started writing at around 4:30 before I had to leave to go to my sports practice and I only got home at around 8:30. Before I actually got home, I stopped at the grocery store to get anything soft.

I'm stocked up on smoothies, pudding, jello and applesauce.

As the night went on, I knew that I was nervous, I had butterflies in my stomach. Now I feel as though there's a boxing fight happening in my stomach.

I know that people get their wisdom teeth out everyday, but this is my first surgery and I'm scared.

I don't know anyone else who got their wisdom teeth out, so I don't have anyone to talk to about this. 

All I can suggest for anyone read this who could be scared about something is to talk about it.

Talk about whatever you're scared about with a friend, parent, teacher or anyone you feel comfortable with. Not only will it help calm you down and break down the situation bit by bit, but you will feel a weight lifted off your shoulders.

Once again, I'm very sorry for my late post, but I hope you all understand!


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