Surgery Night

I got a wisdom tooth pulled out tonight. I took another ibuprofen
tablet some time ago though the instruction given was to take two of it every
eight hours with antibiotics. I had to take another because I was starting real
pain with the effect of anesthesia disappearing.

Contrary to what I was told last week, the specialist applied only
local anesthesia and the surgery itself was over in half an hour or so.

My eyes were covered to “protect” them as well as, I guess, prevent me
from seeing what would be going on.

When the specialist said, “Your tooth is already out,” I thought he could
now see the top part of it. After going through some forceful pulling, I heard the
sound of scissors cutting a string. Stitching. Then, I realized he had already extracted
the whole tooth when he said, “Your tooth is already out.”

Bleeding seems to have stopped in three hours. And that’s also when my
mouth started coming back to life, forcing me to endure the pain. I have to
live with this pain in this untouchable part at least for a few days. Stitch
removal in a week.