To end the year that shall not be named again, I had my wisdom teeth removed plus one extra tooth that was hanging around causing me issues.   Ironically that was in the plan in 2019 before I got my BRCA2 diagnosis.    Since that diagnosis I have had many invasive surgeries and I have dealt with pain.   My wisdom teeth fell lower on the priority list.

So I figured that this surgery would be easy.    I was wrong.   The pain has been so intense it has made me sick to my stomach.   I can’t even begin to come off the narcotics, which every other surgery I was off by this juncture.   I spent the majority of yesterday  and Sunday sleeping as a result.   I guess it is going to take me some time to bounce from this one.

I had been waiting way too long to have this done, the pressure in my mouth some days was unbearable, so I had to have it done.   Covid-19 delayed it further because of the dangers of infection.  Now it is just a matter of getting through the recovery pain.   I am lucky, I am healing, albeit rather inconvenienced by pain.   Over time the memories of this time will fade into the distance.   Right now I am just a little bit on overload.    I don’t have time for this to be an issue.