It’s funny how people can associate memories with so many senses, but when it comes to remembering pain, the memories are mostly far from accurate. That’s probably why you get people who keep going back for more plastic surgery regardless of how bruised they were the time before, or why some people overdo the whole tattoo thing, to the point where one can not even see the “canvas” anymore.
My wisdom teeth extraction experience, was rather… er… ouchie. One thing I can tell you, while it’s still fresh in my memory, is that it was/is bloody painful. Exactly how cut-up and stitched gums should feel, I suppose.
On my arrival I was told to put on a hospital gown and a gosh-forsaken-giant-paper-excuse for a pair of underwear. (Why-oh-why this was nessecary for teeth extraction, I’ll never know…) If I was ever on a season of Survivor, these two items would be what I would bring with me. I could probably effectively create a treehouse, a life raft and a parachute out of them. (AND also paper mache myself a Sony Playstation 3)
The cast of “The hills have eyes” must have had a day trip to the hospital yesterday too… The first guy-nurse I saw, had one side of his upper lip stuck above his teeth and twitched his whole face every few seconds. His eyes were never looking in the same direction and when he wheeled me into the theatre, he left me with a “Good luuuuuck….”, like a creepy hillbilly zombie would say before seasoning me up for dinner. I nearly hopped out of bed and ran shrieking down the hospital halls.
I then drifted off to anesthetically enhanced sleep with the sound of my ancient anesthesiologist shouting at the nurse for strapping down my arm wrong. My body was asleep, but my brain was freaking out. Luckily, my brain joined the rest of my body shortly afterwards and even though I fell asleep to less than ideal surroundings, everything went quite well and I woke up to numb lips and a not much but a shitty-ass pain in the back of my mouth.
By the time the nurses had strapped fifty ice-packs to my face and had fed me jelly and ice-cream, I had become nicely swollen. (Obviously the perfect opportunity for my dad to take a few photos on his iPhone. – Fan-frikken-tastic)
Since then, my face has swollen even more and I kind of resemble the Godfather. My little sister is convinced I look like Theodore, from Alvin and the Chipmunks.
As, author and poet, Tobias Smollett once said ” Some folk are wise, and some are otherwise.”
So true Tobias, so true…
I leave you on this note, with a frikken good Lady Gaga track which didn’t really get much airtime on the radio… My favourite one though. “Teeth”