I had all four of mine out when I was 19, and I'm 33 now. None of the teeth had emerged above the gum line, so they had to make incisions in the
gum, bust apart the teeth and remove bits.
Man, what a disaster the whole thing was. I was miserable for months after.
Doc gave me one Valium pill to take the night before (why?) and then another one the morning of the surgery. They asked me to bring along a cassette
tape of something I'd like to listen to during the surgery, and I took some classical music. My choice was Scheherazade, which made for an
So I get there and they have me get in the chair, and I get the laughing gas. Stinky, but great stuff!! I'm high for a bit and then he comes at me
with the needles to numb my mouth. I remember feeling the prick and saying "owww" but could care less because of the gas.
By this time the surgery gets underway and the music is going. You'd have to listen to Scheherazade to fully understand the meaning, but it was as
if I was living out the music, on the ship and everything.
Anyway, the surgery went great, didn't feel a thing. But afterwards, when they took the gas off and I came "back to reality," the pain immediately
set in. I was NOT a happy camper.
I was in pain for weeks, and had chipmunk cheeks for weeks. I couldn't even eat a sandwich for over a month. I was miserable.
Fragments of bone would work their way out and cause more pain.
I remember going back to get a checkup and as he's looking he says, 'what's this?" and pulled it out. Immediate pain.
It was a corn kernel that got stuck in the hole. He laughed and laughed, but I was saying put it back put it back! lol I didn't feel any pain
until he removed it.
All in all I guess it was worth it, even though it took a long recovery period, because the roots of the wisdom teeth he said were growing into my jaw
nerve line and I might lose feeling in part of my face when I got older, plus there would be tooth cramping due to lack of space.
So, it will be ok. Just give yourself time to heal.
[edit on 7/26/2008 by Ceara]