No Longer Wise

My last wisdom tooth is now gone. I had my top two wisdom teeth removed about six years ago, when Matt and I were dating. I laid down in the dentist chair, he gave me a shot of Novocaine, and I pushed play on my portable CD player. Before the first song had ended, he was done. My top two came out super easily! I never had any swelling, never needed any pain meds, and was eating normal food the next day. Matt came to visit and brought me Jell-O after my "surgery". I was fine and we ended up going on a date that night.

So when my bottom tooth (I only have one) started coming in about a year ago, I thought nothing of it. I figured it was a piece of cake last time, so this time would be the same. That was my first mistake. I was pregnant when it came in, so I didn't want to bother with having it removed quite yet. That was my second mistake. It would get sore occasionally over the last year, but nothing significant. I figured I would wait until it was bothering me to have it out. That was my biggest mistake.

Last week it started to hurt, but I figured the pain would leave in a day or two, like it always had in the past. Four days of increasing pain and I finally made an appointment with the dentist. Last Friday I went in to see him and he knew immediately that I would need an oral surgeon. Plus with my jaw surgery a couple years ago, it was recommended that I have an oral surgeon take it out when the time came. I was in so much pain that my dentist called an oral surgeon friend of his and asked if he could squeeze me in that day. I thought my parents would just be watching the girls for half an hour, but that was apparently not the plan. I had just enough time to go back to their house and feed Magdalyn before going to my next appointment.

I thought he would just look at it and we would schedule the extraction for another day. Wrong again. My tooth and gums had become badly infected, which was the cause of my intense pain. The tooth was also impacted and was attempting to grow in sideways, straight into the tooth next to it. The surgeon said it needed to come out right then, and because of its severity, I needed to be sedated. My mom had left for the temple by this time, so my dad had both girls on his own, and no car seats. I called my wonderful friend, Breezy, to go pick up some formula for Magdalyn, since I wouldn't make her next feeding. Then my dad had to call my brother to come home and watch the girls so he could come pick me up, since I had driven myself. And of course Matt was stranded at work with no car, so he couldn't come help.

The surgery went very well, but I was in a ton of pain! Thankfully we were already staying with my parents for the weekend. Not sure how we would have made it without them! Saturday they took Kalianna to the zoo, and Matt had Magdalyn most of the day so I could get some much needed rest. I guess all my years of bragging about what an easy time I had with my wisdom teeth had come back to bite me!

I recovered very quickly and today feel completely normal again. It wasn't exactly how we had planned to spend our weekend, but everything worked out anyway. I'm just afraid Kalianna is going to wonder why Grandma and Grandpa aren't in church with her on Sunday. We had Hayden's blessing, Magdalyn's blessing, and then we went to their ward last Sunday. Three weeks in a row of her grandparents at church. She's going to be wondering where they are this time.