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I must get up at 5am to take my sedatives. I must take penecillan at 6am. Cory must drive me to NE Portland, and they willl drill my wisdom teeth to break them up, and pull them out, leaving me with bloody holes. I must come back and pack and repack the holes. I must inadvertantly let bits of pudding and yogurt and jell-o get into said holes, and I must flush them out with water. I will most likely have stitches.

The moral of this story is I am really nervous.

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dotcombabe
Jul. 28th, 2003 10:41 pm (UTC)
Awww poor Meg! I've had a constant fight with my dentist to not discuss ripping my smart teeth out but she keeps pushing me to do it. I just ain't ready, nosireeeee.

I will be thinking painfree, fast hole healing thoughts for you.
*hugs*

It's not too late to back out! Ruuuuuuun run away! ;)
rivulet
Jul. 29th, 2003 05:07 am (UTC)
Oh, I know I could back out, but they'd just want them later too... might as well get it over now, when my roots aren't horribly long and my bottoms aren't quite pushing my nice straight teeth into a crooked oblivion.