This day is filled with mixed emotions, and it's not even half over yet.
We are 30 weeks pregnant today, another joyful milestone that we've reached together. This has us so happy as a family, and means that we are now in the final stretch. Jason brought flowers home today for me, it is a day worth celebrating for sure.
This morning at ten, Jason drove me to my dreaded appointment with a dental surgeon. I had been given a sedative before leaving home and once in the detail chair I was given a local anesthetic. After about eight or nine needles were injected into my gums, pallet and cheeks I soon noticed that my mouth and lips were frozen solid.
It did not take long before the first impacted wisdom tooth was cut into pieces, then each section was removed from my lower jaw. Relief filled me and I sighed as they told me that one was out and only one more to go. I kept my eyes shut as they stitched shut the first hole.
The second tooth was three quarters out already and they locked some tool around it, clicked it into place and then yanked that sucker right out, in one smooth motion. I trembled with relief, then left my eyes closed as they stitched shut hole number two.
Now our whole family is home. I am in my robe on the sofa alternating between bouts of hysterical tears as the pain runs through my mouth and jaw and also trying desperately to pretend as though it is not as bad as it really is. The comfort of having people around me that are willing to do anything to make me feel better seems in theory like a good idea, but truth be told, I am a horrible patient right now.
My face and cheek are swollen like a chipmunks so luckily for me I don't have to go to work till Saturday.
Being pregnant has brought some serious challenges medically to me and at this moment, if possible, all I would like to do is to give birth and have it all come to an end.