So I get to have the first surgery of my life soon!!
(except minus the exclamation points... or take them as sarcasm)
I was told by my dentist a long time ago (like possibly two, maybe more, years ago) that I needed to have my wisdom teeth out. I was like "yeah, sure" but they never really bothered me so I wasn't going to go spend all this money for something that wasn't necessary at the time.
Except now it's necessary.
I won't bother you with details, but I went to him Monday morning, and he said "yep, that tooth is coming in in a place it has no room to come in to."
I'm assuming that eventually, the others will do the same.
Therefore on February 26, I will go through surgery at approximately a half past eight in the morning...
Up until then, I will experience much anxiety, fear, and complaining of how I don't want to do it in anticipation of my first surgery.
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