
This weekend was bittersweet. My good friend Kim watched our dogs for me while I went down to Altus to pick Ben up Wednesday night and I got to bring him home with me on Thursday morning. It was so good to see him. Unfortunately the reason he came home with me is because I had to get my wisdom teeth out Friday morning. I get so worked up about these little things that just have to be done. But Ben so kindly escorted me as he was making little comments such as "going under the knife", "being a victim", "you'll be so smoked after you won't be able to do anything". He was actually trying to make me laugh and some of them worked but I wanted to cry I was so scared. But as I got in the surgery room, they blasted some country music and put me on some laughing gas to make me feel better but after about 10 minutes my heart rate was still going crazy and I wasn't feeling any different. But once I got my IV I was good to go. I did come home and rest the whole first day but after that I wasn't very good about being on bed rest. I am so lucky. So far I have not felt any pain whatsoever and I barely have any swelling. Everything turned out great and I'm glad it's over. :) Now here's hoping I don't get dry socket.
