In August, I started feeling a tooth coming in. After a visit to the dentist, some x-rays, and a met with an oral surgeon, today I had my wisdom teeth pulled. I went in at 8:30, Mark was to take me home at 9:30. I recall sitting in the chair, getting my I.V. and I was out. I remember being walked to another recovery chair with lots of help. My legs did not want to work. I heard someone call my name and I saw a clock 10:00. Another mention of my name and the clock said 10:15 and I was asking for a bucket. There was the nausea I am so used to. Finally at 10:30 Mark walked me out the door. I think I slept the whole way home. Once I stood up to get out of the car, more nausea. Mom was at the house with Luke ready to help in any way. They escorted me to my bed where I crashed for a few hours. The rest of the day I just felt queasy. I only took one pain pill right when I got home and never really had any pain. Glad to have that over!
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