Diary Of A Wisdom Tooth
It has been 7 days since the gum around me got swollen over a night’s sleep. I don’t know what happened, but they got really radical and aggressive and surrounded me tightly as if I was a hostage of a crime. They are really hot and red and I couldn’t breath well because they squeeze me real tight. It hurts a little from time to time whenever I was trying to struggle away from their parameter.
So Keone went to see a dentist today finally but the doctor was not sure if an extraction was good for me (and I’ll be dead if he did). So he gave him some medicine to ease out the swollen gum before my fate would finally be revealed in a bail out time of 2 weeks. I am literally on the chopping board now man! >_<
I didn’t know why I was born a crippler as my position was not aligned with other teeth and my growth has jeopardizing the healthy condition of my neighbor, a giant 2nd molar. But it cost RM500 on the surgery to extract me out, and I know Keone has been very intimidated by this thought alone, let alone my feelings. And my other 3 brothers will soon facing the same fate as I am and one of them is already growing side ways and it will only be soon that he is out of the gum life.
Seriously, I didn’t want to cause any trouble, I just want to have a healthy gum and food to chew on (good food is a bonus) and I would be very happy. But for the life of a wisdom tooth, the wisdom part has never really kick in and we always make people suffer. I have a sad sad life, so sad, so sad.