My dentists have been bugging me for years to have my wisdom teeth removed. They didn't really bother me, and I haven't really had issues, but they were supposedly getting cavities, and my insurance wouldn't pay for it once I turned 30, so after much persuasion, and cancelling once, I booked my wisdom tooth surgery.
Mason was able to take a Friday off of work on President's weekend, and was a wonderful nurse for the weekend. I was NOT excited about that, especially after Mason's horrible experience when he first joined the military. I was crying in the parking lot and he pushed me into the dental office. I have to say, it all went so smoothly and it was probably the best experience I could have hoped for.
I have to say the worst part was having the assistant trying to get the IV in my arm. I don't even remember being knocked out, but just coming too and being moved into a recovery room. After 2 c-sections and my wisdom teeth out, I've found out that I think I bawl as a side effect to the anesthesia. Mason and the kids were super sweet all weekend.