GETTING MY WISDOM TEETH OUT

Had my wisdom teeth out Monday. It is now Friday. These last 4 days have transformed me from feeble 22 yr old to ADULT AF.
  1. To start with, I scheduled my OWN consultation for my wisdom teeth.
  2. Who makes their own appointments that are going to lead to inevitable pain and suffering?!
  3. I'll tell you who. Adults who are WISE.
  4. Because my wisdom teeth had finally annoyed me enough and moved my brace face smile enough to make me want 2 let someone yank the extra bits out.
  5. First off, laughing gas is amazing and makes you feel so drunk. I was embarrassingly tipsy (?) from it. But I'm glad I had it bc SHIT WAS GETTING REAL REALLY QUICK.
  6. Getting knocked out was a great decision. I remember nothing. I had a traumatic gum surgery while conscious and have been scarred for life. Which is why I procrastinated this 'ish for so long.
  7. This is what I looked like when I came out of surgery.
  8. .. no idea why or where the stuffed animals came from
  9. But I remember being sad when they took them away.
  10. But anyway what a baller/not embarrassing picture I took??? Honestly so proud of myself for keeping it real while so inebriated.
  11. THE NEXT 3 DAYS WERE SO AWFUL. I SHOULD HAVE ICED MORE THE FIRST DAY.
  12. After I realized I should've iced more the first 24 hours I really took my instructions from the oral surgeon more seriously. And I basically took care of myself for the most part. Salt water rinses, remembering antibiotics 3x a day, the biz.
  13. I'm finally getting to where I'm not contemplating death.
  14. I also finished Downton Abbey (I was already on the final season) during this fiasco. Anyway, cheers to me for getting myself to go through this awful business.
  15. This will be me as soon as I can eat real things.