For those of you who have had any of your teeth pulled ever in your life, you will know the pain and "pressure" of having those poor little guys yanked from their cozy home in your gums. But I will try my best to create a mental picture for you lucky souls who have no idea what we have been through.
It all started in dental hygiene school, where we were leaning how to take panoramic x-rays. I had never had one of those before. So when the instructors asked for a volunteer to show the class this specific x-ray I volunteered. First mistake. The findings of this x-ray were going to change my life as I knew it. Forever. Following this x-ray I was called into Dr. Bennett's office. I liked Dr. B's office. It was little and packed with random things, and the funniest posters and wall art featuring dental humor which only a dental professional would appreciate. Sitting in this cozy little office Dr. B hit me with the news- I had wisdom teeth. 4 wisdom teeth. Ok, I thought, ok that is alright. According to the x-ray they looked normal and healthy, and they looked as if they we all going to just grow in straight and give me no problems! And then I saw it. On the bottom left of the x-ray, meaning my bottom right wisdom tooth, was sitting there all smug, completely sideways. Sideways! How dare you betray me like this body! I thought we were closer than that.