and out goes my wisdom teeth.
up until yesterday afternoon, i still had my wisdom teeth. only one was emerging above the gum, all were impacted. about a week ago, i went in for a dental cleaning, i think somehow, the wisdom tooth that was half way out got cleaned weird and something got in it, so it became infected. it was starting to really hurt after a few days.... wait, didn't i talk about all this in the last entry? oh well, i'll move on.
so i made the appointment for monday morning, they took x-rays, and made an appointment for tuesday afternoon to take out the teeth. i had a 6-dollar burger from carl's jr before going because i won't be able to have a burger for a few days. i love burgers.
when i got here, i asked them if i'll be awake during the extraction. i wanted to be gassed and just relax. but the nurse chick was like "no, we don't put people under here." then i got nervous. esp since i knew they had to cut the gums and try to get it out that way. i had to take more x-rays. i HATED the xrays, cuz they had to xray the wisdoms, so it was far back, and my gag reflex hated the hard corners.
they did my right side first. local anesthesia then like 10 shots of novocaine. i kept asking for more because i kept feeling things i shouldn't be feeling. then they got to work on my teeth. the bottom right one came out first because that was the infected one. it's interesting because when they pulled it out, all this gunk was attached to it. i'm glad its out.
after the right side was done, they needed to take x-rays on the left side, cuz they weren't exactly sure that i even HAD a lower left one. this xray was the worse. the nurse tried to take it twice, but it wasn't far enough. the doc had to come and do it and he was basically forcing it into my mouth. i had such a bad reaction to it, i basically like kicked my chair and everything, like i was being strangled. i was tearing up like crazy. after that xray was taken, i threw up. it was disgusting. i apologized. there was ground meat in the sink.
the rest of the operation went normally. i had time to look in the mirror once between the left and right side. i looked like one of those chinese vampies. i was so pale.
i was drooling bloody spit and phlegm for a few hours. so i played zelda with a wad of toilet paper in my mouth in addition to the gauze.
justin got me mashed potatoes last nite, but it was too salty cuz my palate is sensitive. usually i like things really flavored.
Jenni Cheung at 12:58 PMdue to my never-failing ability to plan ahead *insert cough*, i realized that i'm in need of some wisdom-teeth pulling and i only have 1 week of dental insurance left. so i looked on the humana dental website, but the website sucked, and i tried calling places, but they were closed at 6pm, and i'm impatient. so all those factors made me go ahead and try calling 1-800-dentist. i was kind of wary about it because it's advertised, but i figured it couldn't hurt, because i was desperate to find an oral surgeon.
so i called. and i got connected to an operator within a minute or two. they took down my information without me having to repeat it. asked me simple quick questions, then told me they found one close by that did in-house extractions. i was connected to them, and after asking if i needed anymore help, she left me alone with the receptionist at the actual office. and i was able to make an appointment for monday morning, just like that. it was so simple. and it was amazing how un-retarded the operator is. no upselling, no nothing. just like, "here you go".
when i get good service at a place i don't normally expect it, i just have to blog about it. too bad my current dentist don't do oral surgeries. they know me quite well there. i have to go back for teeth cleaning every 3 months because i refuse to floss.
Jenni Cheung at 06:33 PMbefore i go into the main story, let me talk about my journey to see the matches. it is self-explanatory in the myspace message i wrote to them after their show on saturday:
"tonight at the el rey was the second time i've tried to see you guys live, and the first time was my bday weekend at the guitar center and i was a little late. and then this time, the tickets made me believe that you were headlining and i had to sit through escape the fate (which was really not my cup of tea) just to find out that you guys performed already.i literally cried when the house lights lit up.
why do you torment me so?!"
yeah, so hopefully i'll catch them during the warped tour.
anyway. so i guess the real story is, i put in my 2-weeks at my current job.
it's not like i don't like the place. the people i work with are great! i guess i'm a little burnt out with the getting off at 8:30pm. but even that isn't it. i think... i just don't wanna work anymore. i've gotten to the point where i'm like ron livingston in office space. if i had a million dollars, i'd just sit on my ass and do nothing. but i realize i have to make ends meet, so i'll have to look for a job eventually. but i think secretly i kind of really don't wanna work for a month or so. justin will have to feed me. but other than food, i don't have many other needs, i think. i think i'll do ok for a month jobless.