When the time came, it only took about an hour. There was quite a bit of blood, and forceps were required. I must admit I felt quite faint.
Up until now I’d only seen it in medical scans, but we all knew it had to come out eventually. And this morning, at about 11am, it finally happened.
My wisdom tooth came out.
What!? Oh don’t look at me like that!
Men have such big teeth. It’s quite painful. Women are so lucky that they don’t have to go through stuff like this.
Right, I’m off to hide from Jane before she reads this post, goodnight!
Too LATE!
Ooops.
Oooh….. and you had me all excited for a minute. Damn you!
Three wisdom teeth, reconstructive gum surgery and a root canal. One session. Though being a complete wimp, I accepted the ‘conscious but you don’t remember anything’ anesthetic. My first wisdom tooth, mind, was a (and I quote) “Well, we could get in anaesthetist or the nurse can come in and hang onto your head and we’ll whip it out now” job.