I had a wisdom tooth pulled.

I was one of the fortunate ones who sailed through adolescence and early adulthood (wow, that’s weird to say) with no wisdom tooth problems. Meanwhile, lots of friends around me went through weeks or months of discomfort only to discover the grand finale involved extraction. My wisdom teeth drove clear into their parking spots and stopped. Almost.

Turns out they didn’t pull all the way into their parking spots, or pulled in too far. The bottom line – one of them was causing trouble and had to be removed. My dentist did this at the end of 2.5 hours of other work. I had quite an afternoon involving more than seven shots of freedom.

Fortunately, my recovery has been extraordinary. No excessive bleeding, little discomfort, no swelling.

I am now heading back to India for a week after which I’ll continue on to Canada to hook-up with the clan.