I am now lacking four teeth - I guess that's what I get for starting bar fights. Seriously though, I finally had my wisdom teeth removed today - there is only one oral surgeon in the area so I've been trying to schedule this since August, when tooth pains nearly ruined my weekend in Budapest.
It went quickly, but I really wasn't as knocked out as I'd wanted to be. Unfortunately. The areas were numb and all and for the most part I just felt odd amounts of varying pressure and heard weird sounds (I may have screamed a little at one point). I was also shaking through most of the procedure so I'm not sure if it was nerves or if that was the only real effect the drug was having on me (I had a surgery in college, and my mom told me that I was getting the shakes when I was starting to wake up or something so they had to give me another sedative). Unfortunately, they'd already thrown the teeth away when I asked if I could see them so I'm not sure what that's going to mean for the tooth fairy. Still, I think these have to be worth a little extra (hint, hint - Mom - how about Season 4 of Supernatural?).
Anyway, here's hoping the recovery goes well, and I don't end up with anything like dry socket.
Also, thanks to Jak for driving me to the clinic, waiting around and taking me home and not once laughing about the strings of gaze hanging out of my mouth. I looked like a malformed vampire, seriously, sans glitter, of course because those aren't vampires.