So I’m missing another tooth. I’m not sad about that. It’s been the bane of my existence for the past couple of months (not really). So let me tell you about getting put under. From what I remember no one said “you’re going to get sleepy now”. It just happened that I was asleep, then I was awake. The first half an hour or so of awakeness is quite fuzzy. I’ve had to get Firda to recap it for me since there were many blanks throughout that time. I was very zombie-like, and I’m surprised the pharmacist gave me Tylenol-3 because I imagine I looked stoned out of my brain. Other than the fuzziness I had a little bit of nausea once I was in the taxi coming home. Once at home I thought I was going to throw up, but nothing came of it. I took a couple hour nap and I feel pretty good.
I feel much better than the first extraction. My face doesn’t appear to be bruised. The bleeding isn’t as heavy as it was the first time. The amount of pain is much less, and really only localized to the area where the tooth was removed. I don’t think I will need the Tylenol-3’s. Those will go into my “in case of an emergency” drawer.
Now I just need to get up the nerve to eat. Here I go 🙂