Removing #32

So what have I been up to for this entire week? Well, I had my wisdom tooth removed after feeling spurts of pain throughout the weekend. Well, it was a good call, because the gum area at the roots of the tooth was infected. Who knows what would it have become had I wait it out for another week or so.

So there I was, sitting in the dentist chair on a hot Tuesday morning. I told the dentist, “I’m not exactly enthusiastic to have it pulled out, but I have no choice because it freaking hurts!” He sent me to take my lunch first on the advice that, “You won’t be able to eat much in the next few days.”

I walked to my alma mata, SMU, to have a quiet last meal before removing the tooth.

I’m usually all excited when I see half-boiled eggs and kaya toast with my all-time favourite Milo - everyone needs their coffee to stay awake, I need my Milo to stay awake.

But not that day. I stuffed the half-boiled eggs into my mouth and barely touched the bread.

I did people watch though.

The smart business suits and thick make-up is something I do remember. Everyone tries to outdo each other with their grown-up looks. It reminded me of the days where some students played politics and that was the part I didn’t like. But that’s life there. And I got used to it.

But as I stared at the people in the small eatery, typing away at their lappies and being awfully engaged in deep conversations; I kind of missed the days where my friends and I stayed till the wee hours of the morning to get our projects done.

Good ol’ days.

Anyway, I went back to the dentist, endured 6 jabs of anesthesia, some drilling and tugging to obtain a very pretty #32. The dentist said that it was surely one of the most unique wisdom tooth as he has never come across one with criss-cross roots. I was impressed. (I’m not going to put up a picture of the tooth, as I don’t think it’s wise to shock my readers)

But I’m now one happy kid with one less bothersome tooth!