If anyone lacks Wisdom...

I did it. Today I set my appointment to have my wisdom teeth taken out by an oral surgeon. My stomach is doing little tiny back flips that will probably be replaced with triple sow cows (ice skating jumps) ala Nancy Kerrigan by Thursday night.

On the surface I appear cool, calm, and collected however I am not. I have never had any type of surgery before and I have never had any type of anesthesia. The idea of pain isn't really bothering me because I feel bad right now and I know that I will feel better after they are taken out. Mentally the worst part for me is just the surgery and the unknown. Being put to sleep for the first time is very nerve wracking but I do have to have knee surgery soon and I know I'll be under heavier sedation then so this is just a little stepping stone.

I could go on and on and on about this, trust me, I've had approximately 3,000 conversations with myself about this. Do you do that? Do you have mock conversations between yourself and someone else in your head? Or is it just me? I wouldn't be surprised if it was just me. Sanity is not my strong suit.

Thursday I'm going to go stock up on soft and gooey foods, plenty of movies, and my favorite Sweet Leaf Mint and Honey tea. Then on Friday I'm going to get up, pee in my pants, change into my big girl panties and then go let some strange man cut up my mouth to remove my wisdom. Try not to be jealous, I know it sounds like a blast!