Thursday, August 15

I just got my last wisdom tooth taken out today and just woke up from a very long nap. I have enough painkillers to sedate a small army. My oral surgeon called around 8 to see how I was doing, and when Jon went outside to get me soft cold dinner from the store, there were pink roses and a coffee mug from my doctor on the porch. Isn't that the nicest, coolest thing you have ever heard of? I love my dentist, doctor, and oral surgeon. I am always in such a good mood after I visit them, which is highly unusual, don't you think?

Here is a much-anticipated picture of what my new teeth look like... Aren't you stoked?? They will be whiter on the 29th when I get my permanent ones, but I love these too. Hurray!