I don't miss you, at all!

This past thursday I got my wisdom teeth out, and yes there are highly comical videos of myself that my sister has in her possession.

The next day after my surgery, I went to the Jazz game with my mom and sister. I felt great, but I of course was on loratab. It wasn't until the 4th quarter with 1 minute left that I started feeling less than chipper, Dont worry Jazz fans we did win the game and were ahead almost the whole time.

Ever since my eventful night I have been paying for it.

First of all, I don't get to work out for at least two weeks! what?! are you kidding me, this sucks! My dentist said I could try walking, but if there is any pain then I must stop. Second, I can only eat soft foods for a week, maybe longer. I didn't think to much of it, until all I could eat was pudding, apple sauce, mashed potatoes, macaroni, ice cream and soup. Those were the things my dentist told me to eat.  Do you know how old it can get, when all you eat is that...? I just want broccoli... Third, I can't stop sleeping. It doesn't matter how much I have slept, I just keep snuggling up on my couch, luv sac, or bed and zonking out.

Don't get me wrong, I am very happy to have my wisdom teeth gone! I'm happy I don't have pressure in my jaw anymore, and I am even more happy that I don't have to pretend like my smile isn't hurting or little chit chats I have with people aren't killing me.

If you see me in passing and I look like I'm ornery; it's best to just smile and pass by. I don't think you want to talk to the girl who has severe shooting pain in her jaw from the surgery and has the honor to feel all her teeth move back since her wisdom teeth aren't pushing them all forward anymore, and who just wants regular food. :) It's just in your best interest to move on.