Heard it through the grapevine (go ahead, try not to hum it!!) recently that one of our nieces had her wisdom teeth removed the other day. That got me to thinking of when I had mine done, quite awhile back...

I had heard from everyone about how unpleasant a procedure it was, but to be honest, it was a walk in the park for me! Flossing was a bigger inconvenience.

It's probably due to my high threshhold for pain. Where other people might find it painful (or at the very least like a whopping hammer of thunder striking their face), I didn't even need sedation. Nor pain-killers after the fact. I do remember dozing off in the chair, entirely oblivious to the team of oral surgeons hard at work. I seem to remember giving them a nice tip afterwards, good help being hard to find even back then...

After the procedure, I walked home from the clinic, which if I recall was just short of 8 miles. It was a sunny day, and I did get held up briefing, shooting some hoops with a group of kids about half-way along the trip.

The post-operative experience was as painless as the work itself. I remember hearing from some others that had had their wisdom teeth removed before (wusses), and all they could go on about was the swelling, and more non-stop drooling than a senior citizen's centre during Golden Girls. I appeared almost under-nourished - no evidence at all of major dental work.

So, take heart, young niece! You may not be as tough as this old guy, but I guarantee, you'll live to see another day. Everyone is different when it comes to recuperation.

Schluter!!

Chow for now!