Wisdom My Ass!

I have anodontia.

According to my oral X-ray (a friend used to giggle like an effing schoolgirl whenever he heard or read the word ‘oral’ and it annoyed the hell out of me), I have 2 out of the normally 4 wisdom teeth. One was pulled out last January 4, 2006 and the other one, well, is making its presence felt. Bitch.

Don’t get me wrong. I probably won’t be too affected by the tiny bone protruding from my upper left gums if I didn’t know how much of a horrible experience it is to have one’s wisdom tooth removed. No, really. I think I know it a tad too much. Here’s an exerpt from my old blog.

“Today, as I mentioned, I had my impacted wisdom tooth removed. Actually, I had just woken up from sleeping for 6 hours’ coz the pain reliever was too strong. OMG READ THIS! IT MIGHT SAVE YOUR LIFE!!! (then again, maybe not).

To quote my ortho: “Kring, I have never handled a case as bad as yours… that was hard.” *wipes sweat off forehead* whew. -_-;;;

So why exactly? Here’s a diagram of the freaking tooth (courtesy of my OH-SO-AWESOMELY MAD DRAWING SKILLZ)

The one slanting sideways is the culprit (that’s not a heart). Apparently, however, it’s emebedded waaaayyyy below the gums COVERED WITH BONES!!! So, my dentist had to drill off the bone above it (the red area) so she can expose the tooth and pull it out. OH. MY. LORDY.

I tell you, it was an unbelievably traumatizing experience. Eventhough she gave me shitloads of anaesthesia, I still felt some pain. It didn’t help, too that I am suffering from TMJ, the disorder that causes locked jaws. OH YES!!! I swear I thought I was gonna go deaf from the pressure when she was pulling it out with all her might!

It was a case of DENTIST VS. STUBBORN TOOTH and my jaw happened to be the battleground.

I cried for a while when the anaesthesia (SHUDDUP I CAN’T SPELL) was wearing off and believe me, singing daite senorita in my head and pretending I was in a really really bad horror movie didn’t help at all.

So now, I’m eating ice cream and has an icepack on my lower right cheek. I need some form of amusement… please amuse me.”

Yeah. Good thing I’m not wearing braces anymore or it would’ve been a double bitch. But then again, from what I remember, my cheek was swollen for like a week after the mini-operation so it may be a good excuse to file for a leave. Uhm, can somebody tell me why it’s called a wisdom tooth again?

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