Yesterday was the day for Tee's operation: the removal of the cursed wisdom teeth. He had been experiencing a lot of aggro and pain over the last month and went to see the dentist who declared that they must go. Tee had been prescribed an anti inflammatory and an antibiotic as well since one of the teeth was actually infected. With great trepidation, Tee went to see the maxilla-facial surgeon (the guy who rips them out) for a consultation. According to the surgeon, they were truly in need of removal, so a date was set. I would be the chauffeur as he would not be able to drive himself. We got ready and set off to the office for the appointed time.
Me: How are you feeling?
Me: Don't worry; you will be fine.
T: I'm starving.
Since he has been working steadily, he has been eating at proper intervals and some improper intervals as well. Due to the anesthesia, he was not allowed anything to eat or drink after midnight the night before. This was not boding well with his tum, which made its protestations clear.
Anyway, we got to the office and waited a few moments before he was ushered in. The doctor, his nurses and the other staff were very sweet and welcoming to Tee who was still unnerved by the whole procedure. A few minutes (and I am guessing a few whiffs of laughing gas) later, I heard his familiar giggle and knew that all was ok. He told me afterwards that he was awake throughout although deeply frozen and high on the gas. With the procedure complete, the nurse invited me into the recovery room where he was still giggling. I asked him how he felt and through gauze stuffed teeth, he said, "Great!", while giving me the thumbs up. The nurse came back in to give him final instructions and check his mouth and his bp and pronounced him safe to go.
Needless to say, he slept all the way to the pharmacy then home. Once home he went to his room to relax. I went in a little later to discover him asleep, head slung forward in front of his tv. I convinced him to get up to change the gauze, which he did then back to his room again. As the day went on the bleeding eventually lessened and stopped altogether so no more gauze and we could actually understand what he was saying. LOL
2 things surprised me through this:
1. Tee is not swollen like a chipmunk even at Day 2 of this and
2. The surgeon actually called the house last night to see how he was doing.
Stay tuned, more to come!
Love from Lulu xxxxx