This morning I woke up early to go to the oral surgeon. It was a visit I was really looking forward to. Just your regular trip to get your wisdom teeth out. Like my mom says it is a right of passage. When consulting with the doctor I decided I wanted to be put out for this particular procedure (I am kind of a wimp). I have never been put out. It is kind of a strange idea. I was kind a worried. I guess I always kind of worry about the unknown. I was worried about what my mind would be doing for the hour and fifteen minutes I would have no control over it. Where would it go for those moments? So I asked around. Well mostly I asked my mom. She said she didn't remember anything. She was out until they woke her up. I couldn't quite perceive that your mind could just shut down completely. When I took a seat in that chair one minute I was chatting about Hebgen Lake and (honestly) the next minute they were waking me from my little nap. My mind completely shut down. There is no memory. I feel like I missed an hour of life. But I am kind of thankful for anesthesia. This is one hour of life I am okay with missing. I feel blessed that I was able to take a nice nap while the doctors were cutting into my gums and pulling out the teeth located at the very back of my mouth. I feel blessed that it all went well. And I feel blessed that I am making a good recovery. I have completed one rite of passage. I am thankful I do not have to do it again.
A shout out to Dr. Hicks and assistants. Making the best out of removing wisdom teeth.
Also a shout out to my driver, escort, and mother. I couldn't have done it without you!
