my day at the dentist

I went to the dentist today. The last time I was there, I’ve decided, was probably in a different decade and I’m thinking I probably wasn’t even of legal drinking age yet. Don’t lecture me, because I know it was stupid and lecturing me doesn’t fix anything, which is exactly what I told someone at the dentist’s office I called before I settled on the one I saw today.

I had to fill out some forms beforehand. One form looked like this:

What do you like most about your smile?
What do you dislike most about your smile?

My answers looked like this:

What do you like most about your smile? everything
What do you dislike most about your smile? nothing

I wasn’t trying to be cocky, but it’s the truth, dammit! I filled out a ton of other forms and then got called into the chair by Heidi, who would soon become the best dental hygienist in the world. She took five billion X-rays and cleaned my teeth, which turned out to be only slightly painful, but completely worth it.

And then the bad news came in with the dentist, who will now be my dentist. I need my wisdom teeth pulled. Only the bottom two are causing problems, but they’re causing problems like jabbing into my other teeth, causing cavities there, and putting me in so much pain that I have to take Tylenol PM every night just to sleep.

My top two wisdom teeth can stay in if I want them to stay in, but the dentist said I may as well get my money’s worth when they knock me out and get all four ripped out at once. I think I might do that, too.

I’m a little okay, a lot nervous about the whole thing, because it’s been over 20 years since the last time I got knocked out. And then my parents took me home and I got to eat popsicles for the next week.

I need some wisdom teeth advice, I think. I know it’s not the same for everyone, but at least I’ll have an idea of what to expect. My family dentist works at a Oxford Dental Care in Idaho Falls ID clinic, and I’m not sure if I should go back for a visit and book an appointment with him, or use my current one. Were you functional the day after you had them pulled? My dentist said he went out the night he got his done and while that would be ideal, I have a feeling that might not always be the case. I just don’t want to waste vacation or sick time on actually being sick. That’s boring.

Apparently I also have to find someone to drive me there and drive me home. My dad suggested Riley and I might see if I can teach him how to drive before I schedule my appointment.