On Thursday afternoon, I went into the dentist to have my 2 upper wisdom teeth removed.  Easy procedure, just being pulled and I was done.  90 minutes before my appt I was to take a couple of pills.  One to make me not know what was going on, and the other to make me not nauseated.  I had just come back home from picking up Chelsey so she could stay with the kids while Justin took me to the dentist, (Thanks a million Chelsey!!!) and I popped the pills.  I started feeling a litte dizzy.  I had just mentioned that thinking about this was making me sick to my stomach too.  So the dizziness was not making the stomach any better.  Thankfully it was almost time to go.  I don’t remember much.  Just a few seconds here and there.  I remember parking in the parking lot.  I remember walking into the waiting room.  Justin said we were in and out in less than 30 minutes.  Thanks to wonderful Dr. Nichols.  And apparantly I made everyone at the office laugh a lot because I wanted to look at my teeth many times.  And mentioned how much better my teeth looked than Justin’s.  (His were impacted when they were taken out.)  So we came home and I was pretty out of it, (I guess, I am retelling the stories I have been told).  I slept the 10 minute drive home and Justin somehow got me from the car and into the house.  Got my coat and shoes off, and Chelsey says I was pretty out of it and passed out when I came home.  Don’t know what the kids thought of how Mommy looked or acted.
Somehow Justin got me awake enough to take the gauze out of my mouth, which I still don’t recall.  And I don’t remember anything until about 8 or maybe it was 10.  I finally got out of bed and was really confused at not remembering the day.  I asked the same questions over and over about the days events.  And I think I still keep asking the same questions and Justin is extremely tired of hearing them.  I was able to eat some yogurt and drink.  So that was that night.  Friday I felt great.  I have only been taking Advil for the pain and it was and still is doing a great job.  Friday I ate soft foods and wanted to get out of the house so we actually went to our ward chili cook-off.  Where I insanely ate some chili and cornbread with my front teeth.  the easiest thing to eat was the cookie for dessert since it dissolved in my mouth.  But I regretted eating the chili later that night.  Jaw pain sucks!!!  Nothing big though.  I was happy that we went and got out of the house.  Maybe the last little fun time with the Jones’.  Whom we have come to cherish them as friends.  Seems such a shame that it took us over 2 years to hang out with and be friends with them.  Why does it always take us so long to introduce ourselves to those we have actually been around at church or functions so often?  Shouldn’t be such a hard thing at all.
So that was my most recent adventure.  My teeth are out and Brooklyn’s are starting to come in.  YEAH!!!  Balance in the teeth of the Hurst family.