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Well AGers, I just went through the initiation ritual of all the average teens that would become adults. No, it's not a cathouse, though I would like that more than what I had to go through about....18-19 hours ago: Taking out your wisdom teeth. Some don't need to, the lucky dastards. Some only need 1 taken out, most need 2. I had FOUR taken out. So AGers, time to type out mah story.

The day before, you're just in the chair and the would-be surgeons examine you to see if you really DO need the procedure(s) worked out. They check and see if there's impaction, or severe pressure from the wisdom teeth backing into your normal teeth, in your mouth. All of them were, and one was taking place .5 millimeters inside one of my sensory nerves in the back of my coranoid process (jaw bone). He agreed to have all four taken out, and explained that I needed both Vicadin, Antibiotics, and Nitrous Oxide (laughing gas, N2O) in my system before and during the surgery.

They basically do an incision around your wisdom teeth to expose them, since they are being covered by your gum line. Once that is done, they either pull the whole tooth out, or chip them in pieces, depending on how big or how difficult the tooth is. I think the one that was in my sensory nerve was the only one that needed chipped. It would make sense, but I'm not entirely sure since I was doped up the entire time XD

After surgery sucks BALLS, to be blunt. You're constantly on medication to prevent bacteria from invading the wholes in your teeth and the sutures that are sewn up to keep the wound closed. You're given pads to bite down on while you sleep for 18 hours to help clot the wounds. 4 pads on each side were taken out, filled with red and blackness, to colorfully tell how much the danged holes were bleeding.

You are pretty much 90% fatigued the entire first day (I can't say for myself anymore than the first day, since it IS my first day). The antibiotics prevent you from doing anything besides eating, drinking, and light walking and sitting down. Anything more strenuous than that, and you feel nautious and you may toss your cookies and cream pudding everywhere. It's honestly an effort just typing this thread out without breathing semi-heavily.

Don't even get me started on the food. Nothing solid. Nothing long. Nothing small. Lest you either get the food stuck in the small holes or provoke the sutures from breaking apart. Mine were gelled sutures, so they dissolve after a few days. The good side is that my parents upped the supply of jello and pudding. =D I'm testing whether hot and cold comes into play or not, since the senile surgeon didn't explain that part. X(

So far, that's pretty much it. Flu-type fatigue with pains in the mouth. Hip hip hooray.