No More Wisdom Teeth

As many of you know I had my wisdom teeth taken out on April 18th. This was obviously something I should have done a long time ago, especially before I had children, but never did. So now with a nursing baby and three other children under the age of 6 one of my wisdom teeth broke through my gum. My wisdom teeth have bothered me before (I now know that when they would hurt that meant they were moving down) but now that they broke through my gum I was in a great deal of discomfort. I can now really sympathize with my kids when they are teething. I thought it must be infected because my whole mouth was sore and all of my gums were swollen so I went to the dentist and he told me there was no infection I was just teething. He said that I really needed to get them out or else they will just keep bothering me and I really don't have room for them. So I went to see an oral surgeon and had an appointment a few weeks later to get them removed.

I was a bit nervous about the whole ordeal. I had never been put under for anything before. I was mostly nervous for Adeline. I couldn't nurse her for 24 hours after the surgery and she wouldn't take a bottle so I was scared for her more than myself. Although I did give Whit a list of things to do and say to the kids if I never woke up. I have to say though, as a mom who doesn't get a lot of sleep, being put under was the best rest I have had in a long time. When it was over I told Whit that I wished it would of been longer. That was the best nap I had ever had.

Despite my worries, Adeline did great with a bottle. She took it for Whit most of the day and only had a hard time at night. I finally had to get up and feed her the bottle and she went right to sleep. Whit was a little sad, but I reassured him that for her entire six months of life I am the only one that has put her to bed, so naturally she would be hesitant. Whit was a great Mr. Mom for the whole weekend. He even mowed the lawn with Addie in the backpack. I wish I had a picture of that, but I wasn't in the right frame of mind for picture moments. Whit did however, take great pictures of me post surgery that he really wants me to post. I am hesitant because of course I look a little bit like a freak and who wants the world to see them looking so lovely, but you know what who cares, laugh away world. I am proud of my freaky chipmunk face. So here you go.

This was right after surgery and one side was much more numb than the other, so I kind of looked like a stroke victim.

This was the next day with my swelling. The one side was much worse than the other because I only had one lower tooth to take out.

My parents had these beautiful flowers sent. Thanks Mom and Dad for thinking of me.

Well there you have it. My wisdom teeth are gone and I have recovered well. It's been three weeks and I still have a little bit of swelling around my one bottom tooth and my bruising hasn't completely gone away, but for the most part I am back to normal. I was a little offended though when I went in last week for a check up and the surgeon wanted to see me back in a month because and I quote, "when older people get their wisdom teeth out they take a little longer to heal and I just want to make sure they have healed completely before I turn you loose." Am I really an "older" person? I guess that's a question for another post.