Ugghhh

Ugghhh, my face hurts. As part of getting ready to leave my job, I've been squeezing in as many Doctor's appointments in while I still have insurance. I've been poked and prodded more than Paris Hilton in the slammer (za zing!).

Anyways, this week it's all about the dentist. I hate going to the dentist as is. I get really tense and my jaw hurts for days after. In my head I know there's nothing to freak out about, that it'll be over quick and that I'll be ok, but I get really nervous. Still, I manned up and made the appointment. Besides a basic cleaning, I knew I had to get two fillings that I have been putting off for months. I set up two appointments. During the check up I found out that I still had a wisdom tooth that needed out as well as another filling. Yesterday was supposed to be just to take care of the cavities. I asked to be gassed up. Once I was "relaxed" they went to work. Towards the end I overheard through my blaring headsets that he had time and might as well pull the wisdom tooth. I wasn't expecting to have oral surgery yesterday, but I did. And that included a stitch. Overall I'm pretty much feeling fine. I went to bed early last night, after popping numerous Ibuprofen. I'm pretty lucky considering what some go through with their wisdom teeth. I'm actually a little more achy today, but it's not too big of a deal. Mostly I'm just skigged out by the string in my mouth from the stitch . Yuck. One more appointment on Monday, and then it'll be back to ignoring my dental health for a few more months.

(Sorry Colin, I had to post it. This picture deserves to be on the cover page!)

- Mo