Not so wise.

A Eulogy

(though somewhat insensitive to the deceased)

Four very large wisdom teeth were removed from the mouth of Lisa A. Owens yesterday. They had been her constant companions these past 12 years. A source of pain as they slowly, ever-so-slowly erupted. Those little food-traps came in, uninvited, and for no reason whatsoever, (along with the appendix, they are completely unnecessary, you know) they pushed around her other perfectly fine teeth like a quartet of bullies...

A very capable and double-accredited oral surgeon (both MD and DDS--impressive) extracted them with care, and unbeknownst to the patient. Before the procedure, he kindly even prescribed her a couple happy little pills called Xanex, that made the transition from pre-surgical-anxiety to la-la-land quite pleasant, indeed. These not-so-wise, pointless molars are now a thing of the past, put to rest in a red, biohazard container. And, good ridance, I say. Good ridance.

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My "at-home-nurse", hubby, has taken good care of me, what with replacing my gauze, monitoring my many medications and reminding me to take them on schedule, pureeing my food and making delicious fruit smoothies and shakes, entertaining the children and taking care of them, all of whom were up last night too....

Steve is having lots of fun wrapping me in my Ace bandage and ice. He thought we needed a photo for posterity--and a good laugh for our dear family and friends who might be interested:

And this is me after he showed me the picture:

"Is this really necessary?", I say to him. "I'm not even that swollen."

"Doctor knows best.", says he.

It's a good thing I have a pretty good self-image, or this could be really embarrassing....

Post-script: If you read my next post, you will see that many of my quirks wouldn't lend themselves well to this whole surgery procedure, soft foods, whatnot...but I did it, I'm doing it so maybe, just maybe, I'm a big girl now.