Wisdom Teeth

I had to go to the oral surgeon this past Friday. I had been having problems with my wisdom teeth for a long time. I finally got enough courage to go see the dentist about it. The dentist referred me to an oral surgeon, and after a few examinations he determined that the best thing would be for me to have my wisdom teeth extracted. So, I set up the appointment. I was really scared at first. My dad had to take the day of off work to drop me off and take me to the house. When we got to the office, I did not have to wait long at all. My dad and I went into the room where I was going to have the procedure. The doctor started setting me up and set up the I.V on my arm. All of the sudden, he told me that he was giving me the medicine. I started feeling really weird and the last thing I remember was lifting up my head and telling my dad "It's shutting down dad... it's shutting down." Needless to say, it took only about three seconds for me to be out. As soon as I was under the effect of the anesthesia, the doctor asked my dad to leave the room. The procedure only lasted about 35 minutes, when I woke up I felt a little disoriented. I went home and when I woke up a few hours later, I could not find my glasses anywhere. I had to call the doctor on his cell phone because the office was already closed. He told me that he remembered putting my glasses on me before I left. Finally, I was able to find my glasses. Anyway, getting my wisdom teeth pulled out was not as bad as I thought; giving birth is definitely worst.