Bye, bye wisdom teeth. We’ve been attached to each other now for about 14 years. We’ve had a good run, but I’ve got to break up with you now. I hope you understand. Tear.
Dread, dread, dread. I’m trying to stay positive about this whole wisdom teeth thing, but I think I was less worried about giving birth. At least with labor I got a cute little cuddly baby after. This time I get pain pills and antibiotics. Before you say, “Well you get pain pills,” I got pain pills after giving birth, too.
Wish me luck. Twelve hours from now I will be toothless, wisdom toothless, I should say.