Wisdom teeth surgery: What’s the hype?

I have never gotten punched in the jaw. But if I were to get punched in the jaw, I bet it would hurt less than wisdom teeth surgery. Although it is difficult to type while holding plastic bags of ice to my red, swollen cheeks, I must disclose the secrets of my wisdom teeth removal before the drugs cloud my memory. On the promising morning of Friday, November 9, 2012, I decided to get all four of my wisdom teeth removed for the sole convenience of Web readers. (Feel free to send fan mail to my school email account.) Around 9:15 AM, I had my mom drive me to the Ames Oral Surgeons building located on Duff Avenue. Surprisingly, this operation did not take place at the hospital. Instead, it all happened in a typical-looking dentist office, complete with pictures of butterflies plastered over pale walls and a “relaxing” window view of oncoming traffic. With Web readers in mind, I stared into the bright lights of a white ceiling. When the surgeon plugged in the IV, I knew it was too late to back out. Truthfully, I expected to wake up and find myself in the center of a wisdom teeth horror story. I thought the drugs would wear off halfway through the surgery and I’d wake up to find a sharp drill tip pointing at my tongue. Or, as I read online, apparently it isn’t uncommon for a surgeon to find a fifth wisdom tooth in a mouth. Unfortunately, I drifted away into a world of utterly nothing and don’t remember any of the surgery, so I guess everything went normal. I woke up in a room with other patients who had gotten their wisdom teeth out, too. I disapproved of the set up because I felt like the other people were watching me. Worst of all, there was an obnoxious high school boy from another school who wouldn’t stop laughing uncontrollably and then apologizing. I felt uncomfortable. When I got home, I had to put gauze in my mouth to stop the bleeding. However, the bleeding never really ended, and my mouth tasted like blood for days after. The surgery was also bad because I wasn’t allowed to eat anything substantial. Pudding, ice cream, and chicken noodle soup were my life for about three to four days. Overall, wisdom teeth surgery sucked. I would not recommend getting it done unless necessary. But as far as cash goes, the tooth fairy pays big bucks for wisdom teeth.