Friday, April 3, 2009

Chomping at the bit. . .

I get my wisdom teeth out tomorrow. I will admit I am a little nervous. Not really due to surgery, but mostly due to a reoccurring nightmare I have had for years where my teeth fall out. It completely freaks me out.

The other reason is a distinct possibility that I may lose wisdom--like I need to let any of that go. The etymology of wisdom teeth is very intriguing. So I could lose wisdom or judgement--perfect. At least I'll have an excuse to catch up on my sleep, and to take good drugs. It also means B has to be nice to me, and I can eat all the ice cream, pudding, and mashed potatoes I want. Yep, already losing wisdom and judgement.


Jen said...

Good luck! And remember, even if your teeth fall out, you can always get dentures! ;)

I think the funniest thing about getting your wisdom teeth taken out is how you react to the drugs afterward. David said he watched Inspector Gadget and thought it was the funniest movie he'd ever seen (an opinion he doesn't have now that he's lucid). When I got my wisdom teeth out, David tried to get me to watch The Office and all I could do was stare at the TV in a glazed stupor.

When are you coming to Wisconsin, huh? We promise we won't eat your fresh squeaky cheese this time...

Unknown said...

*Is sorely tempted to call and convince T that she plays the tuba*

James + drugs = ENTERTAINMENT!


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