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Post by Nightcrawler on Nov 2, 2001 22:31:37 GMT -5
I may not need to get my wisdom teeth removed at all. My dentist tells me I'm one of the lucky ones that have a long enough jawbone to accomodate all adult teeth. There's only one that has yet to emerge, so waiting on that one. WELL NOW AREN'T YOU SPECIAL?!?!
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Post by Spelman on Nov 2, 2001 23:24:03 GMT -5
Well, when I had my wisdom teeth removed thee was a bit of confusion because I went to my proctologist and.....huh? Oh. Well, when the anaesthesia wore off....now waitaminit....come to think of it, I don't think it ever did.
*wanders away singing theme from jaws*
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Post by pedro2112 on Nov 3, 2001 0:22:37 GMT -5
I was 19 and at school, about 350 miles away from home. I came back home for a few days and went to the dentist. He told me that all 4 of my wisdom teeth needed to be 'extracted.' I had to be put under general anesthesia because some of the nerve roots were wrapped around my teeth.
After the procedure was done, all was seemingly going well. My buddy drove us back to school (6 hour drive). During the ride down, the pain in my jaw became incredibly intense. By the time we got down to school, I was in so much pain that I was delerious. I also had an intense fever. I was rushed to the local emergency room where I had to wait for over an hour and a half before a nurse even saw me. All the pain pills they gave me (including demerol and vicodin) were worthless. Finally some doctor saw me and said my jaw was infected and I was admitted to the hospital and placed on IV antibiotics. During the night, they gave me morphine to kill the pain. That was some nasty shit! I was halucinating and delerious from the drugs. When I woke up the next morning, I told the nurse NEVER to give me that stuff again. I only later learned that Heroine was invented to get people off of morphine!
Anyway, my stay at the hospital lasted several days. I was in such bad shape that I actually turned down an offer by TWO very hot nurses to give me a sponge bath! They seemed soooo enthusiastic about wanting to scrub me down (I was in prime physical shape at that time), but I felt so lousy I didn't hesitate to tell them to get lost....
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