Good morning! My name is Amanda and I am pleased to call this Paranoid Parrots Anonymous meeting to order!
That’s right folks, for the past couple of days, I have truly been my mother’s daughter—a full blown nervous wreck. In about an hour, I will be sitting in a dentist’s chair, getting my veins pumped with a super set of drugs that will whisk me away to Dreamland. And when I awake, I will have 4 fewer teeth in my mouth—WISDOM TEETH, that is! Don’t worry though, they’re not infected or anything. It just so happens to work out with my insurance company to use their big benefits to get them outta there before the end of the year (because they’ll switch things up in the new year) since they’re just crowding up the place.
Now, as I said before, I’m a worrier. In fact, I’ll share an honest moment with you—I woke up on Wednesday at 5am and I haven’t been to sleep since. My mind has been going non-stop with the TO-DO list and the WHAT IFs. I’ve been on the phone texting and online e-mailing, posting legit concern questions on Facebook, and even some not legit just to make myself laugh off the fear. You see, I KNOW it’s going to be a painful recovery. The majority of people I’ve talked to agree—it’s achy and uncomfy and painful. Well, I have a SUPER low pain tolerance! How am I gonna survive?!? Plus . . .
- I HATE being poked and prodded.
- I HATE taking drugs.
- What if he hits a vein the wrong way and I end up bleeding out and dying in the chair?
- What if I OD and don’t wake up?
- I HATE not being in control of my mind and body . . . or, honestly, in control of myself & circumstances in general
- I can’t have a lot of my favorite foods.
- I can’t do everything I want to do because I’ll have to take it easy at first.
- I won’t be able to do much talking . . . like . . . at all 😥
- I don’t like making people feel like they have to babysit me.
- I’m pretty sure I’m gonna be a bear of a whiny brat through this whole thing . . . and that sucks.
And a slew of other ridiculous thoughts. And though I know how ridiculous they are, I keep thinking them. Boo. The good thing is that I’ve had an incredible flood of love and compassion poured on me from friends who are walking through this big event (for me, it’s huge, y’all!) with me. All I want is a safe, quick, healthy recovery with as little pain as possible. I know I’ll probably look back on this post and laugh, but it’s the real deal raw thoughts of this Paranoid Amo Parrot and I can’t be ashamed of that. 🙂
So here’s to being an Amo the Chipmunk and to lots of smoothies, yogurt, and applesauce! I really AM looking forward to the food though. I think I set myself up pretty great—more on that tomorrow for the FIT LIFE FRIDAY post, though. In the meantime, I’ll show you what I’ve been up to for the past few hours to prep for the big wisdom tooth extraction!
How I prepped for my wisdom teeth removal surgery:
Then I got my room all set up ready to keep me occupied in those moments when my friends aren’t able to stick around and/or when we just need something to keep us entertained. 😉
I also double-checked that all my food was stored properly and checked e-mails, sent Heather (my best friend who will taking me to and from the appointment as well as being my main caretaker all day today 😀 ) a list of important codes/logins/pin #s and such, sent out a reminder text to let people know I won’t be able to TALK on the phone but that text and e-mail were very much welcomed. And now I’m all fresh and clean, dressed in my favorite clothing items, ready to get this game over!
Here’s to a happy and healthy recovery!
And don’t worry, we’ll be documenting it all with pics and video footage! :O
Feel free to leave me some love and laughs in the comments! Tell me a story about your wisdom teeth experience. Tell me a joke. Ask me questions. Link me to some funny stuff, sad stuff, education stuff, whatevs. Let me know if I’m the only one who gets all Paranoid Parrot about things like this. :O I’ll be reading and responding to them during my recovery!