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So, I got my wisdom teeth out on Thursday. And it was actually really bad. I've had a lot of oral surgery and I was expecting to be fine with it, but I was not. But! In my defense, there were other issues and as soon as those settled out, the pain and difficulty was about what I expected and I was able to handle it. So, if you have yet to get your wisdom teeth out, don't get freaked out. You'll probably have an easier time of it than me. But then, like I said, I'm used to dental issues, so that probably helped balance things out (4 root canals, 2 caps, 11 teeth pulled, several cavities, as well as orthodontic work - just normal stuff, though - and getting my gum lowered).
But there were, like, three things that made the first 3 hours or so afterwards particularly bad. First off, I'm told that they were pretty severely impacted. I apparently have a very small mouth and my dad got two wisdom teeth out right after me and they told him my surgery was on the rougher side, that it was a lot of work to get them out. Which is, whatever, I don't know. The teeth weren't coming in or anything, which apparently means I don't have craters in my mouth. It doesn't make sense, but it's nice. The stitches are just all over crazy, though, it seems.
( I don't think this is too graphic. . . I guess if you have issues about teeth, don't read. The second half is quite personal, though )
I'm just recording all this because a lot of it was new and intense and unexpected, and sometimes a bit scary and unpleasant. But none of it was a very big deal, and despite all the tests and everything, I'm pretty sure I don't have any actual major medical problems. So I'm not being all "Waaah, look how tough everything is, I want sympathy." There is no need for sympathy, just in case that's not clear. I'm cool. But I guess having to face all this medical stuff - which, as I said, is more unusual for me than the dental stuff - is part of the new feelings of adulthood that I discussed in my previous entry. Gaining new experiences so that in the future I'll be able to handle stuff. That's good. And I'm also really learning to value my health. Hopefully it'll last.
On that note, I'm going to go make myself some chicken noodle soup. I think I can handle it. I had scrambled eggs and mashed potatoes last night, which were very tasty and also of nutritional substance (I've had some yogurt but also a lot of pudding and jello. My poop is just going to be fucked, isn't it?). I was supposed to wait to eat hot foods until the wound is ok, I think. And I'm pretty sure the wounds themselves are fine, it just the muscles in my cheeks that are sore, and something warm will feel nice on them. Although I will let it cool a bit more than I usually would. And I think I'll be fine with the noodles.
Ah! Also! I went to BOOK OFF, a second-hand Japanese bookstore that has a branch near Grand Central (right near the steam explosion, actually. . .), on Tuesday (the day before the explosion. . .) and bought myself 3 copies of Myojo and one Duet and a V6 CD - actually, a Tonisen CD. It wouldn't have been my first choice but most of the JE stuff was sold out except for the only other CD I've bought already, Kanjani8's FTO, and a Takki & Tsubasa CD. And I'm happy to give this CD a try, it was only 10 dollars for a full CD plus the leaflet is a poster and I will be happy to have some Sakamoto, Nagano and Innochi on my wall (in addition to all the beautiful pages I plan on removing from the magazines). It was overwhelming at first, but I quickly figured out how to find what I wanted and I'm really excited with my purchases. I want to go back on Monday to look for more magazines, if the subways are running and everything.
Oh, that's right! Cos on Monday I'm going to Gracie Mansion for the Mayor's summer intern BBQ. I normally wouldn't go, as I've already been twice, but Corey (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bastet88) is working for the city this summer and will be going, so I'm coming along. Plus, it's fun and hilarious to meet the mayor. I worry I'll have to bring my own soft foods, though. We'll see.
I also want to write about what a great time I had on my birthday with Katie and Corey and David but not Katie's boyfriend David, friend David, and Charles but more than that I want to make soup and end this entry.
But there were, like, three things that made the first 3 hours or so afterwards particularly bad. First off, I'm told that they were pretty severely impacted. I apparently have a very small mouth and my dad got two wisdom teeth out right after me and they told him my surgery was on the rougher side, that it was a lot of work to get them out. Which is, whatever, I don't know. The teeth weren't coming in or anything, which apparently means I don't have craters in my mouth. It doesn't make sense, but it's nice. The stitches are just all over crazy, though, it seems.
( I don't think this is too graphic. . . I guess if you have issues about teeth, don't read. The second half is quite personal, though )
I'm just recording all this because a lot of it was new and intense and unexpected, and sometimes a bit scary and unpleasant. But none of it was a very big deal, and despite all the tests and everything, I'm pretty sure I don't have any actual major medical problems. So I'm not being all "Waaah, look how tough everything is, I want sympathy." There is no need for sympathy, just in case that's not clear. I'm cool. But I guess having to face all this medical stuff - which, as I said, is more unusual for me than the dental stuff - is part of the new feelings of adulthood that I discussed in my previous entry. Gaining new experiences so that in the future I'll be able to handle stuff. That's good. And I'm also really learning to value my health. Hopefully it'll last.
On that note, I'm going to go make myself some chicken noodle soup. I think I can handle it. I had scrambled eggs and mashed potatoes last night, which were very tasty and also of nutritional substance (I've had some yogurt but also a lot of pudding and jello. My poop is just going to be fucked, isn't it?). I was supposed to wait to eat hot foods until the wound is ok, I think. And I'm pretty sure the wounds themselves are fine, it just the muscles in my cheeks that are sore, and something warm will feel nice on them. Although I will let it cool a bit more than I usually would. And I think I'll be fine with the noodles.
Ah! Also! I went to BOOK OFF, a second-hand Japanese bookstore that has a branch near Grand Central (right near the steam explosion, actually. . .), on Tuesday (the day before the explosion. . .) and bought myself 3 copies of Myojo and one Duet and a V6 CD - actually, a Tonisen CD. It wouldn't have been my first choice but most of the JE stuff was sold out except for the only other CD I've bought already, Kanjani8's FTO, and a Takki & Tsubasa CD. And I'm happy to give this CD a try, it was only 10 dollars for a full CD plus the leaflet is a poster and I will be happy to have some Sakamoto, Nagano and Innochi on my wall (in addition to all the beautiful pages I plan on removing from the magazines). It was overwhelming at first, but I quickly figured out how to find what I wanted and I'm really excited with my purchases. I want to go back on Monday to look for more magazines, if the subways are running and everything.
Oh, that's right! Cos on Monday I'm going to Gracie Mansion for the Mayor's summer intern BBQ. I normally wouldn't go, as I've already been twice, but Corey (
bastet88) is working for the city this summer and will be going, so I'm coming along. Plus, it's fun and hilarious to meet the mayor. I worry I'll have to bring my own soft foods, though. We'll see.I also want to write about what a great time I had on my birthday with Katie and Corey and David but not Katie's boyfriend David, friend David, and Charles but more than that I want to make soup and end this entry.
