Wisdom on Wisdom Teeth

As always I start off worrying what other people will think about my writing. Because writing is a display of yourself. I was thinking about it yesterday, and luckily for you I'm not putting it in here! But naturally I just felt the urge to add a little about how mostly this blog is written just as a fun little thing, it was made for writing about a video game! But anyways, if I can't explain what I'm trying to say...who can?

I got my wisdom teeth out on Thursday. The dentist said they were monsters. The swelling was only moderate, and it wasn't too bad, as long as you had pain killers. Late Saturday night I decided to take only 1 pain killer. The instructions were: "1-2 tablets every 6-4 hours as needed for pain." Around 11:00 I took only one instead of my usual two, because I figured that it wouldn't matter much as I was sleeping.

I set both my alarms, on at 4:50 and one at 7:15 because my clock had demonstrated serious problems in waking me the last two days I slept in my room. Having to go to a Sunday meeting, I needed to be up before 7:45.

I woke shortly after five, and felt the pain barreling down. I only had four prescription pills left, so I was thinking about how many I should take. One thing about these 'pain killers,' they don't actually kill the pain. Any contact with my gums would cause it to quickly return. They were more like, "make it bearable" pills. Since I could feel the pain coming, as two pills would usually last for six hours, and the one I took had mostly died by now, I had to hurry to get some more pills.

But there is one unfortunate thing about these pain killers. They take about a half hour to fully kick in. Which meant my mouth had no protection at all for the next half hour. So here's where we talk about wisdom teeth pain. Because, pain killers stop the pain, but when you run out, the wisdom teeth try to kill you with pain. And they do a good job of it. It felt like I had been whacked in the jaw with a crowbar. On both sides!

I writhed in pain for the next 20 minutes, and then I figured the worst was over. I would have added this yesterday, except it was Sunday. But then I would have missed the hardest part of all.....

Once the prescription was gone, I was to take ibuprofen instead. On Sunday evening, the pain was coming back, and around 11 I took 600mg of ibuprofen. But, 3 hours later, at 2, I woke in a sweat and in total pain. I went upstairs to talk to my mom. We didn't want to take more pills, (with all these drug overdose fears and such) so the only other option was to ice. Ice made it numb. But I don't know that it would allow me to sleep. Either way, I had to wait until 5 before I would take more pills.

So, I had to use ice. But even the ice wasn't working very well. I kept praying that I could get some sleep, and very slowly, with the ice melting and no extra medication coming, the pain subsided and I drifted to sleep, without the ice pack. I said a final prayer, thanking my Heavenly Father for his blessings.

At promptly 5:30 AM (right as I could take more pills) my gums burst into flames again. This time though, I could take some more pills. After fighting through the pain again, it finally went away, hopefully never to return in such seriousness.

While this post doesn't really follow what I thought I would be putting in here, I felt it might be worth something to somebody. Please feel free to leave me comments or questions, I will try to answer when I get the opportunity.