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Gaining Wisdom

Teeth, that is.

I’ve never claimed to be normal by any means. I’ve always felt like the odd duck in the group but its become more apparent as I’ve gotten older. Chronic illnesses aside, there are still parts of me that I don’t understand.

Take my teeth for example. I was a late bloomer. I didn’t loose my first tooth until the 3rd grade and even then it had to be pulled, which was a horrible experience by the way and instilled a hatred for the dentist’s office at a young age.

I was missing 4 permanent teeth that just never formed which led to the need for braces. Believe me, my mouth was a hot mess before my first round of braces (yup, I am a two-timer when it comes to braces).

At one point, we thought the missing teeth count was much higher. My 12 year molars didn’t come in until I was 16 and there wasn’t a sign to be found that I had any wisdom teeth which we figured was just as well considering I didn’t have space for them.

That was until last February. One lone wisdom tooth appeared on an x-ray though it was still pretty high up so my dentist didn’t think that it would descend. Five months, later I was at the oral surgeon’s office having that lone wisdom tooth removed.

Before the surgery, I asked the surgeon, “What are the chances of any of my other wisdom teeth showing up?” Since I only had one tooth, my insurance wasn’t going to pay to have me sedated and I sure as heck didn’t want to go through this multiple times. He quickly responded, “If its not showing up on an x-ray now, you don’t have any others.” I laughed and reminded him that a year ago no wisdom teeth were showing on x-rays. He assured me that this was my one and only so we scheduled the surgery.

Because of my fear and hatred of the dentist, I sure as heck wasn’t going to be wide awake for the surgery so I elected to pay out of pocket for the next step up which was not full sedated but they give you a Valium to take before coming to the office and the gas right before the surgery. Let me tell you that by the time I got to the office, I could have cared less what was going on! LOL!

The procedure itself was quick and painless. It was over in 15 minutes tops. I kept waiting to feel something but it never happened. Before I knew it, they were ushering me into the next room and Hubs was there to get me. I didn’t have any swelling and most of the pain was gone within 2 or 3 days. So I will say that my experience having my one and only wisdom tooth was pretty easy.

That was until my second wisdom tooth has decided to make an appearance at the ripe age of 29 never before showing up on an x-ray. Should be a fun trip to the dentist this month.

I guess some people gain their wisdom more slowly than others . . .

For your viewing pleasure, Bill Cosby’s “The Dentist”

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Pancakes anyone?

Thanks to lovely infertility treatments and now HRT (hormone replacement therapy), I seem to have developed an issue with my “girls” where one has decided to have a growth spurt leaving the other one behind.  After seeing my doctor at the beginning of the month and having an exam, she wanted to be on the safe side so she sent me for a mammogram.  Just when I thought there was a part of the menopausal lifestyle that I was missing out on!  So I had my appointment yesterday.  I got all stripped down and put on the lovely designer gown to sit in a freezing waiting area.  Can anyone else see an issue here?!  Luckily they do eventually come around and offer you a warm blanket which of course is only moments before they take you back to the room where the monster hides.  Just looking at the machine gave me knots in my stomach.  So after a brief chat about my history, its time to strip and have the nurse arrange everything on the little shelf so that my girls can have their picture taken.  It hurt so bad!  Once the machine squeezed down (and I mean squeezed!) the nurse told me to hold my breath so that she could take the image and in my head I am thinking “how on earth do you expect me to breathe to start with?!”  Luckily it is quick and it was over with within 5 minutes or so.  She leaves and I get dressed.

Thankfully with the wonderful science behind digital mammograms, I was able to hear my results before I left the building.  Everything looked normal (besides the whole asymmetry thing that landed me there to start with–which they reminded me that I was definitely out of the normal range with–as if I needed a reminder–thanks for taking what little self-esteem I had) but they want to keep a close eye on me so I get the luxury of going back in another 6 months for a follow up and repeat mammogram.  I’ll have to make sure and wear socks with my sandals next time so I won’t feel so out of place among the old ladies 🙂 Breast health and mammograms are important ladies. Let’s not neglect the “girls!”

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