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Less-Creative List Update

So about once a month in my search for creativity, I find something that should not be done so creatively.

Here’s a recap:

Things To Do Less Creatively:

1. Driving. (And, more generally, following the “rules of the road” as a whole– bicyclists and pedestrians- this means you too!)
2. Phlebotomy
3. Oral Surgery.  Or any surgery.

This thought comes upon my having my third– and thankfully, last– wisdom tooth removed today.  And while the first two went out easy, this one did not!  We knew the roots were wrapped around a nerve, which would make things tricky.  An x-ray showed the tooth had rotated, leaving only a little part underneath the nerve.  This should have made things easier!  The dr. said all of the “normal things” wouldn’t make it budge and when all was said and done, it turns out I’d had a third root that hadn’t shown up on xray.

So while I was happy my Dr. was not so creative (as in, “hmm… let’s see if it works if I put the anesthetic in here….” *sticks needle somewhere random*), my mouth just had to grow that third root, huh?  Way to be creative, mouth.  We’ve graduated, you can stop trying to overachieve now.  You don’t win a prize for having more roots than the other teeth.  Really.

Now, I’m not knocking home remedies or natural/alternative medicines.  Or progressive doctors who save lives by doing an untraditional and perhaps risky procedure.  But, as a general, surgery should be done as uncreatively as possible.  You really don’t want to come out looking like a Picasso.



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Oral Surgery

I had two of my wisdom teeth removed the day before yesterday.  I spent most of the day yesterday recovering, and working on an upcoming poster presentation.  And coming out of the meds which left me a bit anxious and restless.

In truth, the extraction was not the worst part.  The numbing was.  Allergic to the anesthetic gel, I had to skip these before the injections.  The injection on the inside of the teeth, the side near my throat, became puffy with the fluid.  As someone with severe food allergies, this felt like what an allergic reaction might feel like.  Even reassurance from the nurse didn’t squelch the tears that were welling up as I grew more frightened.

Thankfully, I calmed down (with the help of said nurse and my mother) and the rest of the procedure went smoothly!  I had a very productive day yesterday, but am having a rough time today after having another restless night.

Some days, we just feel more like caterpillars than butterflies.  Some days, it’s about having that hope, even knowing we feel so far from it in the moment.

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