So…I just had my wisdom teeth yanked out. Finally. I have been putting this off since I knew they were in my mouth. Having already been through the procedure once with four teeth prior to braces, I wasnt in much of a hurry to have my wisdom teeth removed.

Unfortunately, they were starting to bother and it was time. As much as I tried to wiggle out of it, it just had to be done.

I titled this more wisdom, because I had never undergone a surgery before where I was totally out. But after having lost 45 minutes of time at 9am on Tuesday morning due to an IV filled with I dont know what, I am much wiser for it. As one of my friends said to the nurses about his former operation “I dont want any part of this operation”. Wise words-I didnt either.

After getting over the anxiety of the drive to the appointment, imagining what it was going to sound and feel like, sitting in the chair, looking at all of the machines -it was fine-(the valium helped big time). It was over before it had begun.

I wobbled to the recovery room and sat down. I knew everything was okay when I heard Alan’s voice. Now I could start to get back to normal again.

Well, its day 3 and Im wondering when normal will happen again. It will come. Alan is having fun with me while it lasts…

That is a homemade matza ball in my soup. Notice the drugs to my right…