Pre-op selfie
My oral surgery went off without a hitch this morning. It was easier than I anticipated. I’ve had a few other oral surgeries, mostly as a teen and mostly to move teeth around, but I can say that this was the easiest. Within ten minutes of me arriving this morning, Dr. Upton was operating.
I was wrong about the anesthesia being the kind that knocked me out. Instead I was somewhat conscious but feeling no pain. I remember catching a glimpse of the cyst as it came out of my mouth and remember the dentist tying the sutures. It was like my perception was slowed a few seconds back from real-time and though I was being led out to my car I felt able to stand. The effect was not unlike what it feels like to get a mild concussion, able to perceive the moment but retaining very little.
My awesome wife Kelly went with me to the procedure and got me home safely. We grabbed two slices of pizza at Frank’s Pizza while we waited for my prescriptions to be filled at Josef’s Pharmacy. Then I napped for about 90 minutes.
I didn’t get beat up too badly.
The pain meds seem to be the worst part of this. My face was still numb when I began my nap but the anesthesia had largely worn off by the time I awoke. I was not in much, if any pain, but thought it prudent to take a pill just in case the feeling returned too soon. The pill I took now has made me feeling woozy. I actually felt better without the medication, so it’s going back into the cabinet for good.
I’m very glad I got this done. I think the tooth that spawned it all may have a decent chance of being saved and I no longer have a mystery spot in my jaw. Yay!