On Thursday I am going to get 2 wisdom teeth, that aren’t even above my gums, extracted. Yes that is one week before Christmas but I want to get it over with. The teeth are pushing my other teeth forward and interfering with my braces and I want my braces off ASAP. I have had my braces on for 2 1/2 years and I was only supposed to have them on for 2 years. Now that same weekend I want to dance with my church’s dance ministry in these really cool nutcracker piece for Christmas. So of course I am DYING to do it because I haven’t really danced with them in the past and I wanted to do it. I tell them that I am getting teeth extracted, mind you I am getting my teeth done Thursday and I have rehearsal on Saturday an then on Sunday we Minister (perform). Now I am really REALLY excited for it and I tell them about the extraction and they were like “Are you crazy! You’re gonna be dancing with drool coming out of the side of your mouth.” Now I am thinking that this is absurd so I start talking to my dad about it. He said that he had a similar surgery when he was my age and he was awake (I won’t be HOPEFULLY. It’s my parents choice) and he said that it’s a traumatic experience and I’ll lose a lot of blood. He also said that I will probably be in pain for like a long time. Now it gets better and better. My mother got three of her wisdom teeth, that were impacted, removed earlier this year. She didn’t know that she scheduled an appointment for that (Hey she’s a busy woman with a hectic life!) so she scheduled an for my braces the same day. So I ended up watching her and seeing her for like I have to say 2 weeks she couldn’t really EAT anything and we went to see family in Michigan and she couldn’t really SAY anything, and her NECK hurt her neck mind you she got TEETH removed not her neck, but the pressure from the needle and scaple (is that how you spell it?) hurt her neck. So I am still being optimistic until here’s the stickler. I talked to my Theater Arts teacher and he is the advisor for the Drama Club and we were supposed to put on a play on Friday (the day after my surgery) and I told him that I was getting mouth surgery but not to worry I will try and participate. And he ‘punched’ me. He acted like he was going to because I would be in so much pain that I may not even come to school for the next half week (because of the break). Well because we (Drama Club) weren’t prepared to perform it he switched the dates until after break but on Thursday night at Parent Teacher Confrences he said he was thinking about it and how much it was going to hurt and how I wouldn’t even get out of bed for like ever he made MY mouth hurt. Needless to say I will be in so much pain that I will have to miss school the week that I have several tests. I just wish I was born with naturally perfect, straight, white teeth and this wouldn’t be a problem. I’ll post a post-surgery blog and it will be something to the effect of “I’m in pain. A lot of PAIN!”

Life is wonderful

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