Nick is recovering nicely from his wisdom teeth extractions yesterday. The top ones went fine (and he has them!) but the bottom ones had to be chipped out. The biggest issue was his small mouth. Today he says his jaw muscles are as sore as the jaw itself.
I was an asshat and passed out cold, of course. It was a combo of not enough food, dr office smell, being in a dentist office and seeing the bloody gauze from Nick’s wounds. Luckily for me, the nurse was more aware than I was, so she shuttled me quickly to a dentist chair in the next room. It took about 5 minutes but I did finally pass out cold in the chair. Only *I* can pass out while in a semi prone position. ::rolls eyes:: It was embarassing, inconvenient and silly. I wish I could control this nasty habit. It was the worst falling out I’ve ever suffered. When I awoke I was nauseated and completely drenched with sweat. It was gross and I felt shitty the rest of the day.
Nick made it through the surgery better than I did, overall. How crazy is *that*!! Gawd, I am such a pussy. This is why I am flabbergasted that anyone would find me intimidating. Jaysus! People who say that really have no clue about me.
Today we’re hanging out in the A/C, geeking and generally being quiet. It hurts for him to talk with the sore jaw muscles. He didn’t get much sleep – no surprise, trying to stay upright and all – and I got about 5 hours. I’m sure we’ll nap this afternoon.
Poor Nick, I’m SOOO not looking forward to getting mine taken out, but I’m glad he’s doing ok. As for your being a pussy, I figure alot of us are pussies when it comes to dentists offices, especially when there’s evil oral surgery in the mix.
Heh, well, I’m quite the pussy on a lot of things, actually!
But you’re a sweetie for saying that!
::hugs::