Tuesday, March 5, 2013
I'm drowning!
You know those days when everything goes right? When everything just falls into place and things look great. I do, and today has not been one of those days so far. I went and had my wisdom teeth pulled today, all four of them. Being the "macho" man that I am I just decided no need to knock me out, just give me some local anesthetic and I'll be fine. Yes I am fine, don't worry about me, well really you should, because I sound like a fool. And I'm pretty sure this is what the lady at shoppers thought too. My birthday was just last month and this enables me to get my own prescriptions. So thinking I was an ace I decided to quickly stop by shoppers and grab my painkillers. By god did I sound absolutely foolish, slurring my words, face all swollen, gauze in my mouth, and worst of all I didn't even have everything I needed to get my meds. Turns out that when your under your parents healthcare you need some sort of card of theirs that gives the insurance number. Well I didn't know this until after I'd already asked for the painkillers. The lady couldn't stop laughing at me because every word that I spoke sounded absolutely ridiculous. After nearly ten minutes of small talk, mostly her sharing her epic tale of when she had her wisdom teeth removed, we finally thought of a solution. She told me that if I could remember my normal pharmacy then she might be able to call them and get my insurance number. This prompted me to start blabbering off all the possible pharmacies that it could have been. Sure enough after finding the right pharmacy it turns out this lady knew the owner and I could have just said, "Tom runs it, yo." By now what I expected to be a three minute ordeal has turned into over 15 minutes of madness and this whole time my mouth has been full of gauze. All I could think were the dentists words, "In 20 minutes you are gonna want to change that gauze." I was trying to contain myself, but I was literally drooling while standing around waiting for this medication. All in all it was an ordeal that I don't want to repeat, being laughed at while I drowned in my own blood was far from fun. Although the lady was quite pleasant while laughing at me, I just really wanted to go home, pop a painkiller and pass the heck out.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Haha. Sounds absolutely terrible.
ReplyDeleteI need to get mine removed but in all honesty, unless they are giving me ridiculous migraines, I'm keeping them.
The whole dry sockets, pain medication, crazy expensive procedure, etc, etc to me isn't worth taking out a few molars that aren't causing me pain. Maybe it's the old, cheap Balkan in me that's talking but he seems right.