[	Tags	|	teeth	]
[	mood	|	sore	]

I now have one fewer wisdom teeth than I did.

Last week my dentist Mary tried to fill the cavity in my top left wisdom tooth.  All my wisdom teeth came in when I was in my late 20s and were just regular teeth - except this one, which was slightly crooked and hard to keep clean.  It had a huge cavity and after trying to get it so it could be filled my dentist wanted it gone.  (I haven't had that many cavities - maybe six or seven - ever.)  Although I've always had the impression that she thinks a better organized world would not have wisdom teeth in it.

This she drilled and drilled and then pronouced it toast.  And apparently no one in their right mind ever does anything more agressive to preserve wisdom teeth.

Oral surgeon was good, talked through issues etc.    The actual procedure took less than a minute, although I was there almost two hours.  Paperwork, xray, discussion of my medical  history, discussion with the dentist of the procedure and risks.  About 15 minutes of recovery time making sure I wasn't bleeding. 

I think they may have let me go sooner because I had Ben drive me even though I wasn't planning on anything but a local.

The fact that I'd had a bad reaction to the epinepherin,  meant an extra stick with the anesthetic , which wasn't fun, but the actual procedure was just some pushing and it was done.

I'm currently feeling no pain, courtesy of our friend Vicodin.  I took it at noon, and slept most of the afternoon.  I just took another having had some macaroni and a peanut butter sandwich.  I could just feel the pain sort of waiting in the wings before I took the second dose.  Overall, Dr. C said that this will probably be less painful than the week I've had, because when he takes out the tooth, the nerve comes with it.

Only other issue I had was that I didn't realize they were letting children be "oral maxillary surgeons" these days.

Honest to god, he looked like he might be college age...