Apparently wisdom lies in in the so called wisdom teeth. I just got one pulled last Saturday. I feel like I have lost some wisdom. Perhaps it’s just my age and the feeling that as older I get as less I know.
The story went goes like this. My wisdom teeth never really bothered me. But one of them popped out and of course had to get a cavity. My dentist, she’s called doctor Love (I’m not kidding) said I should pull them all out. I post boned it for a long time and the next time I went to her I said I will be in Switzerland for the Summer but would go right when I get back. As a man of my word I made an appointment for the torture chair. This was with a specialist who pulls teeth and does jaw operations. Why are all my dentists female? I guess I have an unconscious hope it would hurt less or they would hold my hand when I’m in pain. Unfortunately it never works out.
Last Saturday at 1 pm. after a long morning of anticipation of pure horror I went to the Dentist. I came into the room and the Dr. spoke German. She studied in Munich for 5 years. My confidence rose (perhaps she knows what she is doing). She asked me then why I want my wisdom teeth pulled. I told her that I don’t really want to this, but that Dr. Love said I should. From my X-rays she showed me then that my wisdom teeth are situated to deep in the bone and to close to my sinuses. I could have complications. We decided then to just pull the one that was poking out. Pulling might be the wrong word. It felt like someone was using heavy power tools in my mouth mining for gold. After over an hour of splitting, sawing, pulling and braking out my tooth she would close the gab with some thread. It felt like she was sowing my tongue to my cheek. Now it’s Tuesday and it is still swollen and I’m hurting. I am so glad I didn’t have all four "pulled" at once.
If you want to read more on wisdom teeth here is the link.
Oh you poor, poor fellow! Hope you’ll feel better soon! Love to you all, mum