Not so Wise anymore...

My mouth as been really hurting lately.  At my last dentist visit, they told me I had to get my wisdom teeth out and referred me to an oral surgery place.  I went for a consultation with them and scheduled the surgery for June 10, although didn't think I was going to go through with it because we didn't think our insurance would cover more than 50% of the cost.  While we were in Regina, James went online and found that our insurance was going to cover 90%!!!  Happy day!  I called the clinic to see if I could bump up the surgery as my mouth was making me really uncomfortable and I didn't think popping extra strength advil every few hours was the best idea for the next month.  I was told they had an appointment the next day.  Yikes!  Wasn't quite ready for that, that's so soon!  I booked it anyways.

Monday afternoon I went to pick Drew up from my parents after school and then we headed to the Georgetown early years centre for some play with our friends.  My brother joined us for a bit and then James joined us after his dentist appointment.  It was really fun.  Drew had a great time playing with Cody and Hunter had so much fun with all the toys there.

We headed back to Nana and Papa's for dinner and then home for some early bed.

Tuesday morning, James' parent's were here before 7:30 so James and I could head to Mississauga for my wisdom teeth surgery.  I was very nervous for this.  I was being put completely out and always hate the uncertainty of this.

When I first got there, they weighed me and had me rinse my mouth out with mouthwash.  I was then sat down and given some oxygen and then some laughing gas.  The nurse put the IV in my arm and it only took her one try!  I was thrilled with this, because it generally takes nurses a few tries to get the needle in (which makes for a very painful experience for me).  Once the IV was in, they gave me some anti-inflammatory medicine.  I was warned it would be uncomfortable going in for about 30 seconds.  Longest 30 seconds ever!!  After this they put me out.  I remember waking up during the surgery, hearing a "crunch", feeling crazy pain, screaming and then someone saying, "give her more..." then I was out again.  I'll be having nightmares about this for a while.

I awoke in the recovery room, where they gave me ice to put on my face.  They then brought James in to see me, sent him out to get the car and then wheeled me out to my waiting husband in the parking lot.

James brought me home and put me in bed.  The boys were not home as of yet.  Grandma and Grandpa had taken them to their gymnastics class.  Hunter enjoyed it, but Drew would not go in.  "I don't want to go in unless mommy is here".  Sigh.  Once the grandparents brought the boys back from gymnastics they had to rush off as they were babysitting the girls in Toronto.

I passed out for the day.  James bringing me my tylenol 3's, antibiotics and advils every few hours.  James took the boys for pizza and skedaddles for the afternoon, he brought them back so Hunter could have a nap and then they went up to Nana and Papa's for the evening.

I had moved out to the couch by the time they got home, so I got to see the boys before bed.  Drew fell asleep after James read him 4 books and Hunter fell asleep fairly easily too.  Once the boys were in bed, James and I watched some DVR'd Modern family and Friday night lights.

I'm glad I got the surgery done ASAP.  I'm hoping it's a quick recovery!