Wisdom Gone

The teeth in the back of your mouth give you wisdom. Mine are gone. I'm stupid now I guess.

When your wisdom is taken away, all you get in return is pain, poofy-ness, and soft food. After 60 or so hours, it can still be very, very annoying.

Along with all that comes a few nicknames that will go away eventually, but for now I am known as Chipmunk and a cute Asian...

Not being able to talk normally sucks, too. You have your mouth hanging open to belittle the pain. This only gives you chapped lips and a silly expression 24/7.

Smiling, laughing, singing, and yelling are all out of the question, too.  None of that for a few days.

And you can't forget about playing an instrument. It really sucks when you have to sit and listen when you know you could be playing. Tomorrow I'm testing it out, but I'm pretty sure that I won't be able to play.

The soft food gets boring very fast. When everyone is eating Subway sandwiches, candy bars, and cookies around me, it's not that fun to sit with your third bowl of soup in the past 24 hours. Soup, yogurt, milkshakes (with a spoon), applesauce, and eggs aren't very appetizing after eating them for days.

Taking meds and icky mouthwash isn't that fun either. Keeping an eye on the clock and drugging up every four to six hours is too repetitive.

Hopefully I'll get better soon...