Mouth Hell
Here's a quick little prologue to this story. I got a canker sore the other day which still exists and my brother and I were goofing around which tragically ended with my tongue being in between my teeth which are connected to my chin which so happened to have landed quite hard on his knee.
Ahem.
So today I had to get my wisdom teeth removed because I'm supposed to be getting braces soon! Yaaay~! (a random FYI! They are called wisdom teeth because they start to erupt around the time where you learn most in life (late teens - early adulthood). Huh, it feels like I learned more a few years ago than I am right now. I should get them renamed to "ifuckinghateyou" teeth) I went to bed late last night because I'm pretty much nocturnal and I was supposed to head to the clinic at around 9:30am.
For some reason, even though I just looked at a whole bunch of pictures of people suffering from removed wisdom teeth and read stories up on it, I didn't really feel that scared in the waiting lobby. There were a whole bunch of people there needing their teeth removed or other reasons which includes and definitely are not limited to this one person who was madly shaking his foot and looked like he was scared half to death and this other person who had shackles wrapped around his legs, hand cuffs, and an orange jumpsuit with two police men escorting him to a dentist. They shot radiation at my face which conveniently makes a picture of my teeth so they can see what my wisdom teeth looks like and what position they're in (x-rays).
This isn't my x-ray but this is really close to how mine looked. You might notice how the bottom tooth has something around it that almost looks like a helmet. That's a cyst around the tooth which is pretty much a sac around the tooth filled with a fluid. After lots of talking, explaining and going to the bathroom, it was time for my operation.
Before the operation I had to stick my hoodie into a bag and take the most disgusting mouthwash I have ever tasted. You know that taste you get when you wake up in the morning when you forgot to brush your teeth the night before? It tasted EXACTLY like that, only more emphasize on the bitterness and a little bit less taste. The surgeon before explained how taking the anesthetic could make my arm feel cold and my head feel hot and a whole bunch of other things prior to falling asleep. They stuck the needle in my arm and I thought that they already injected it into me and I was embracing for some kind of effect. A few seconds later I noticed that the syringe was connected to a tube which lead to the anesthesia. One of the many people in the room proceeded to press the button and I really embraced myself for ANYTHING. The thing was... nothing was happening! I was really scared that maybe it wasn't working and it would REALLY suck if they started operating on me while I was still awake.
My nervousness proved to be useless because I suddenly woke up. It honestly felt like no time went by at all and I could feel that my mouth was numb and my mouth was open and I couldn't close it (not that I really tried). I wasn't sure if it was because the numbness automatically makes your mouth open or if I had something in my mouth. It felt like there was something running down my face so I instantly thought that the obvious answer was drool. Nope, couldn't feel anything except skin and string hanging out of my mouth. I didn't really care why there was string in my mouth and soon after there was a lot of nurses by me. I wasn't really sure what they were doing and I wasn't even sure if I was supposed to be awake yet.
What's funny about hospitals is that there always for some reason is that there is always a really ugly nurse and an extremely attractive nurse. Before the nurses left, I attempted to talk to one of them (who happened to be the attractive one) because I was curious of what was happening and I wasn't even sure if my wisdom teeth were removed yet. They must do this job A LOT and must run a FAQ inside their brain because when I tried to talk, not even I (soopah capitalize that 'I') could understand myself.
Me: Eblargablerblabblublubuuhh.
Nurse: Oh, only 20 minutes.
She didn't even ask me to repeat anything and answered every one of my questions with the exact answers I wanted. I don't remember everything I asked, but I learned that my wisdom teeth were removed, that the operation of my teeth began twenty minutes ago and a few more things. One of those few things also included the time which was around 11:57am. I felt foolish afterwards because I realized there was a digital clock set up at the top of the room.
After they left, I suddenly realized that I was cold and that I was only protected by a thin blanket and shivered a little bit. I also coughed which felt really dry and tasted like that awful mouth wash and rust. I instantly thought of my brother and looked around the room but couldn't find him. I suddenly remembered that I still had my cellphone in my pocket and with extreme haste so that no one would see me, I took it out, swapped to my camera app, set it to the front camera and took a picture of me and put the phone away. I didn't really notice much detail except that my hair was messy, my face looked a little bruised but no blood and that the white string coming out of my mouth were connected to a tissue.
After some time they took out the bed beside me and brought my brother in! I said, "Eblebluhbwah!!" and the nurses laughed and said, "Do you know him?" It's funny because we're twins. I suddenly felt really sorry for him because I thought he got the shitty end of the stick. He too already had string in his mouth while he was being rolled in, his right cheek was covered in blood and they gave him a breathing tube. I just watched him for a bit and wanted to see him wake up. He then suddenly coughed and one of the nurses said, "He's waking up!". They wiped the blood off his face and took out the tube. I then realized that I probably had blood on my face too which they wiped off and also realized that I have no idea what happened when I woke up, him and I probably had a similar experience. I tried to smile and wave at him. He waved back and went back to sleep.
They rolled another person in and I felt sorry for them even more than my brother because they stuck some sort of black cushion so that I couldn't see them. A few minute later they rolled ANOTHER person in and I felt even more sorry for them because they put them in the corner and rolled curtains around them. I felt less sorry for myself.
After some time a nurse woke my brother up and the attractive nurse came in and had us (including the person with the black cushion) follow her to this section in the room and asked us to try and drink at least two cups of gingerale and put an apron on us because we were obviously going to drool all over the place. She then pulled the tissues in my mouth out by the string and was EXTREMELY bloody. Hurrah for mouth tampons! She also handed us tissues, a lemon-scented anti-bacteria cloth and a mirror for our own viewing pleasure.
OH YEAH! BY THE WAY! SOMEHOW INSIDE THE OPERATION ROOM THEY SLICED YOUR LIP! YEAH THAT FUCKING SUCKS, IT WAS BY ONE OF THEIR INSTRUMENTS OR SOMETHING LOL I DUNNO I WASN'T IN THERE AND THAT'S WHY THERE'S A BANDAID THERE! OH DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT, IT SHOULD HEAL IN A FEW WEEKS LOL.
So that's fucking great. I thought back at when I saw my brother and thought that he had the shitty end of the stick and realized that it was actually me. So awesome! I had an official mouth hell. I have a canker sore, a bitten tongue, 4 gaps in my mouth and a sliced lip. Even as I type this I have no idea how deep it is yet, I didn't remove the bandaid. However, from looking into the mirror, I REALLY hope this was just an illusion from my bandaid but it looks like it sliced my lip REALLY deep, but I am hoping that it was just the blood trail making it look like part of the cut.
Our mom and the other patient's mom walked into the room and I was extremely happy to see her. Later she told me that I had a 'Mummy! T-T' face on. I was pretty sure it was just the swelling that gave me the face. The attractive nurse then gave us all painkillers which means it was finally time to become brave and drink my gingerale. This REALLY sucked because not only was my face numb, I also believe my tongue was swollen. I poured the gingerale into a cup and put the pill in my mouth and drank some gingerale. Something REALLY shitty happened. I couldn't exactly feel the pill in my mouth and it must've been on some weird spot inside of it. The gingerale actually somehow swept around my pill because after I finished the cup, I felt something hard in my mouth and a REALLY HORRIBLE TASTE! MUCH worse than the mouthwash.
I tried to pour myself another cup as soon as I can and I realized I poured too fast and the stupid gingerale was all, I'M GOING TO FIZZ AND MAKE A MESS! I didn't care, I drank that motherfucker and that pill went down. I thought by then I was becoming a numbed mouth gingerale drinking champion because I didn't make a mess... except then the nurse said that I'm dribbling (yaay, I am the master at basketball). I grabbed a mirror and I think that, ehh, about 20% of the gingerale went down my esophagus. /) My apron was covered in what I was told was gingerale. To me it looked like the cherry syrup you use for snowcones. So yum, I drank blood flavoured gingerale.
My tongue just felt so in the way of everything so I decided to take a look at what IT looked like. To my shock, it looked like it was all sliced up or something (SPOILER ALERT: it wasn't) and I got REALLY scared. So they cut up my lip AND tongue too?! I informed the attractive nurse about it and she said that hopefully it's actually just stringy blood. She then grabbed a glove and a cloth and stuck it in my mouth and scooped around. I didn't really know what to look at so I grabbed a mirror and looked at me and occasionally at her. Luckily, it looked like she magically just wiped cuts off my tongue with her finger.
Oh yeah, through this entire thing when she brought us here she was explaining a whole bunch of stuff of how we're going to have to treat our mouth in the next few days, weeks and months. The one the REALLY caught my attention was the fact that we had to eat food like pudding, jello (really obvious stuff) but after every time we eat, we must grab a syringe, put water in it (occasionally salt water, but not too much) and clean out the gaps to remove any food that is lodged in there. Fun. We wouldn't want ANOTHER operation all because we got an infection from food being stuck in there.
At first I was quite depressed when she said we couldn't eat stuff like popcorn, chips and nuts (goodbye my sweet, sweet pistachios) but then I got EXTREMELY happy when she said that one of the best things to have to drink is chocolate milk! It's to coat our stomach so that our pills like painkillers and antibiotics work better. I don't get into a car crash or abducted like aliens, so I think it's safe to say future stuff like... YES! Now we have tons of chocolate milk inside our refridgerator refrigerator! (Refrigerator! WHY Y NO HAVE A 'D' IF FRIDGE DOES!)
I was also told that the biggest of the pain is going to happen on Thursday, the day right before one of my closest friend's 18th birthday! Yaay~! Once she was done talking, she wrapped a cloth with two bags on ice inside and wrapped that on my face to reduce swelling. I have to wear and replace that for 48 hours, awesome.
Once she was finally done talking to us, she hands us a bag of medical supplies and she gives me more lip bandaids. We are then told to leave the clinic through the back door. My mom laughed and told me it's most likely because we would probably scare the patients waiting inside the lobby room if they just see other people walking by with a swollen face, possibly drooling blood and this giant ass thing wrapped around our face.
And there you have it, my day of mouth pain. I kept getting side tracked and I wanted to post this before 12:00 so it wasn't a new day. It'd be awesome to get feedback and/or questions, but I'm not sure how many people are actually going to be reading this. Buh bye!
Also, if you get this you're amazing: I CAN ROUN ARCOSS THE PARP!!!