Tomorrow morning, I am getting my wisdom teeth out. I think I am the oldest person I know to be getting them out. I am not particularly worried about it. I am going to be awake and am looking forward to the cracking of teeth and the taste of blood. Not really, but I think I'll be okay. Check back next time to see if the previous statement turns out to be a big lie.
I am also not too proud to post puffy face pictures.
Bring on the Jamba Juice.
6 comments:
Oh my word, I'm pretty sure you are under the knife right now as I type this! I hope everything goes okay! I'll say a little prayer right now!
Good luck! I don't remember you having your wisdom teeth....and I've had a good look!
did that sound weird?...
I am so glad that you commented on my blog. We are moving in April to SLC so we would love to get together. Maybe at the end of April or first of May. If you want to get together sooner we would love to do that too, but I am assuming with those wisdom teeth you might be not feeling quite up to it for a while and then Rob has finals and grad. Let me know and good luck on those wisdom teeth. Yikes! Just you describing the cracking of teeth and blood makes my stomach churn. You are one tough mama.
so...how did it go?
Good luck! Make sure Joel treats you right!
Ami, how are you. No pix of your wisdom teeth? I prayed for you!
Tell Kendall (sp) and Kenta congratulations - what a beautiful boy and a cousin for Dane!
Love you. Mom F
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