Wisdom Teeth

Remember my new years resolutions? Well, I'm completing one tomorrow. I'm having my wisdom teeth removed. At 8:45am tomorrow, I'm going to an oral surgeon. He's going to put me to sleep and I'll get my top two wisdom teeth pulled out. Lucky for me they're the only two wisdom teeth, for some reason I didn't develop a set on the bottom. (The oral surgeon's assistant chalked it up to evolution, but I'd disagree.)

Not only is this the first time I'll have any teeth removed, it's also the first time I'll be anesthetized. I'm kinda nervous about that part. What if I never wake up? Does that even happen? Is that even a realistic fear? Hmm, not sure I want to know.

I'm sure things will go extremely smoothly. I have what looks like the most experienced oral surgeon in the valley. He's ancient. In fact, when I first saw him, I wondered why he was still practicing and not golfing for the rest of his life. Who knows, maybe he already golfs a lot. In talking with a coworker, I learned that this same oral surgeon sewed my coworker's tongue back on when he was in an accident at 5 years old. (He's now an adult with college-aged children.) So this doctor has definitely been around the block. I trust I'm in good hands.

Everyone send good thoughts my way to speedy recovery. I think the most amusing part of all of this will be what Jennifer gets to experience when I'm being released from the doctor. I've heard hilarious stories about people singing like drunken pirates or cussing at their loved ones as they're coming out of anesthesia. Hopefully I'll provide equally amusing behavior.

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