I was trying to put up a review of the über-sparkly Urban Decay Moondust Eyeshadows today, but it came out along the lines of glitter! glittahhh! general incoherence…
Because I’m considerate and don’t want to subject you (or the PR peeps) to my hunger-induced ramblings, why don’t we talk about how I got my wisdom tooth extracted instead? It has nothing to do with beauty or food, which makes it absolutely perfect for this blog on Opposite Day.
So I went in at 9:00 this morning expecting to get both my wisdom teeth extracted, but my dentist said he only wanted to pull the one that had started growing out. Of course I was all ok that’s cool too, I guess I can be a lopsided chipmunk. The next thing I wanted to know, naturally, was are you going to give me all the drugs? Unfortunately, the answer was no; he only agreed to give me some drugs (which I later found out were antibiotics, meaning I had to go foraging for painkillers on my own) and no laughing gas. He did inject numbing agent into my gums though, so I was as happy as I could be with a big needle coming at my face. While this was going on, he kept telling me to “relax” and the only thing I could think was You want me to relax with a needle in my mouth? Really?, but it actually wasn’t that bad. In fact, I started nodding off several times, only to be woken up by something wet sliding down my cheek. Then, I’d entertain myself by guessing whether it was blood or spit (it was a mixture of the two, as I later discovered when wiping it off my face). I’m glad I’m sharing my glamorous life with you today.
Of course, this little tale wouldn’t be complete without my signature stick figures, right? While I was nodding off in the chair, my dentist kept asking for various dental implements, and his assistant kept coming back with the wrong thing. From my vantage point, it looked something like this:
Moral of the story: getting your wisdom teeth extracted is kind of like taking a nap, but with more blood and narwhals.
I’ll be back with actual beauty content soon! In the meantime, do you have any tips for post-extraction care? Or horror stories you’d like to share?