I got my wisdom teeth out on Friday. You know you’re busy when you have to schedule your painful experiences around your busyness. I anticipate being able to fully enjoy some turkey this week, but for now I am still feeling like quite a puff.

I had a moment when coming off of the anesthesia where I thought it had not lasted long enough, and was awake for the surgery. I think this was inevitable after seeing the movie Awake a few years ago. Luckily I was not, in fact, in a living nightmare, but just in a gauzy, hazy, bleedy state.

I also learned something about myself this weekend. When heavily impaired by pain, or medication I still feel like I can handle things. 

• No you cannot eat a huge sandwich on sourdough bread. 
• No you cannot sleep in the car without bleeding on your jacket.
• No you cannot skip a pain medicine dose because you’re ‘tough.’

I was blessed with a very skilled surgeon and my wonderful husband and Mom to take care of me. It is the experiences such as this that enable me to appreciate the small things in life like drinking from a cup, brushing my teeth, and not feeling like a truck hit my face.