Poor Jess. I got to drive her to the dentist today to have all four wisdom teeth pulled.
Ow. Ow. Ow.
I gotta hand it to the dentist. Four teeth really isn’t that small a deal, but we were back in the car headed home after no more than 30 minutes. They had to roll Jess out to the car, though. She was very groggy, and couldn’t speak. Her bottom lip is all puffed out, too. It’d almost look cute except for the bloody gauze packed in her cheeks.
Now starts the hard part: no solid foods for the next few days, and a very limited diet for a while after that.
I think I’ll go buy her some ice cream tomorrow.