Why do we have wisdom teeth? Why? As you may know, this post is inspired by the event of me having my wisdom teeth removed last Friday. It wasn’t pleasant. Of course I was knocked out so that I wouldn’t have to feel anything…but the next few days were miserable. I hate going to the doctor, I hate taking medicine, and I hate having to be forced to sit around and be lazy. So obviously my weekend was not ideal because it was spent doing those things I hate. It’s now been five days and luckily the swelling is pretty much gone. I can kind of start to eat “normal people” food, but it takes forever to eat it. The stitches haven’t dissolved yet, and I have an ugly green bruise on my cheek. Awesome.
So there’s the question: where is the wisdom in having “wisdom teeth?” I don’t see it. I think they’re dumb.
But let’s not be a Debbie Downer. See that quote up there in yellow at the top of my blog? “Life is to be enjoyed, not just endured.” It’s one of my favorites. One of my heroes Gordon B. Hinckley once said that. He is so right. Everything happens for a reason. Even wisdom teeth--believe it or not. It’s been a pain to have them removed, but everyone’s gotta do it! And I’ll admit that there has been a little enjoyment from the whole experience. Not a lot, but there definitely has been some. Having a numb face the first day made me drool and make a mess of my ice cream. :) And being on Loritab has definitely caused me to say some silly things. I’m glad the worst is over, and I’m excited for the day when I can eat “normal people” food at a normal pace!
Speaking of chubby cheeks… :)