I want to post, I want to post, I want to post!
I have so much going on right now. I’m also utterly exhausted.
Gavin had outpatient surgery to repair a hernia yesterday. He’s doing well.
I had my wisdom teeth out three weeks ago. Dry sockets and nerve damage. Pretty annoying. Apparently, I “put up with it a lot longer than most people.”
I’ve had natural childbirth – twice. Kidney stones, flesh-eating bacteria, and now wisdom tooth extraction with dry sockets and nerve damage. In every instance, I stayed away from hospitals as long as possible, and then the pain relievers (including straight-up morphine, which I apparently have an atypical reaction to) that they tried to give me have done little good. I don’t think I understand pain scales.
I’ve forgotten the pain of childbirth. The pressure, the sounds, the joy, surprise, and terror – they are all still there, but the memory of the pain is completely gone.
Morphine was useless against the pain of kidney stones, but the duration was short.
I was ready to let them cut off my arm with the flesh-eating bacteria, the pain was that intense, and morphine was of limited use – it made me feel like I was choking, and it distracted me only to the extent that I actively cooperated. I had to lay down and think about sleeping to make it work. Otherwise, the pain buzzed in my arm, a smiling menace waiting for me to lose focus.
So here I am. Swelling around my teeth, a week or so of denial, thinking the pain was just what I deserved for being alive and happy and insured. Then the news that I should have been complaining days before, should not have been drinking myself into oblivion, should not be taking three pills every three hours to attempt to function.
They are taking the last set of dressings out (I sincerely hope) on Friday. The swelling is (mostly) gone. The pain is – who knows? – tolerable. The nerve damage is – maybe? – permanent.
I don’t even know what to think anymore.
What I do know is that unless someone decides to kidnap and torture me for my superior knowledge, I have experienced several of the most painful events that a person can *naturally* encounter, and I am here to tell you: wisdom teeth are the worst.