Well there goes my wisdom

I survived! And I couldn't be happier.

As seen below:

I was able to have a father's blessing this morning before I went in to get my wisdom teeth out and wow. . . I can't tell you how thankful I am for the priesthood in my life and for the blessing of having an amazing father who is worthy to hold such a power-- a power strong enough through the faith of Christ-- to heal, strengthen, and comfort me. 

My sweet mother and sister Kinsley accompanied me on my adventure of getting my teeth removed. I eventually found myself with an IV in my hand and was also hooked to a heart monitor and an oxygen machine. My heart beat sounded magnified through the machine as I was laying there in the chair trying to calm my nerves. My heart beat would occasionally skip a beat and I was a little frightened but I laughed really hard because I thought it was so weird. I was told that irregular heart beats are normal.

Eventually the doctor was in the room holding my hand as he introduced himself. He was such a kind fellow and he made me feel very comfortable. He asked me about what I was studying in school and what my plans were. By this time the anesthesia hadn't kicked in quite yet, however, I was already cracking jokes and laughing at myself. I remember telling him my plan of going on a mission and then (what seemed like the next minute) I vaguely remember laughing as I walked out of the building with gauze in my mouth. 

It all happened that fast! I came to find out that the doctor told me he thought I would be a great missionary from what he knew of me already. My mom told me that I laughed and said "Oh, I'm starting to feel funny. I'm getting tired." The doctor then said that I would be out in 10 seconds and sure enough I was gone.

I don't remember much from then. I remember feeling very happy and giddy. I remember laughing a lot and not understanding why. 

Just my luck, my mom and sister had the pleasure of recording me and taking pictures of me as I continued to come out of the anesthesia. They were lliterally in tears from laughing so hard because of the goofy things I was doing and saying.

Supposedly I kept poking at my lips and chin wondering what was on them and why they were so fat. They said I kept looking at myself in the mirror on the ride home and being so confused. They said I never stopped laughing and at one point mentioned that I felt like I was on a roller coaster ride as my mom turned a corner. They said I fell asleep out of the clear blue like two seconds before we pulled up to my house. Then as they helped me inside, I remember feeling like my legs didn't work. They were flimsy and felt like jello.

Eventually I made it inside and I sat on the recliner. I remember feeling cold and was so happy to finally get a blanket and a warmed up bean bag. I even asked for some hot chocolate.

Now remember, this entire time I have gauze in my mouth, my tongue and face feel HUGE and are all extremely numb. . . so numb that I can't even talk. I just mumbled and mumbled and never quit talking!

I know all of this because of my mom and sister's stories AND because we have proof. Video after video Kinsley and my mom continued to laugh their heads off. 

For some reason I ended up asking for my crown from Miss Richfield and I mentioned that I felt like I was in the fourth of July parade again. 

What was I thinking?!?!?

I have no idea. I can't remember any of it!

We also have videos of me dancing and attempting to sing. At one point I had to sneeze, and the entire time I just simply could not figure out what was on my face and was making it feel so fat.

Caution: Below are some clips from just some of the many many crazy embarrassing things I did and said today.

 I eventually fell asleep and when I came to again, I was onery and upset. . . talk about two complete extremes! 

I was moved into my brother's room where I eventually fell asleep again. My mom tried to make me drink an instant breakfast thing and that was the first time I cried. I bawled. I couldn't figure out how to swallow and it was so frustrating because my tongue and lips and mouth were not working. I hated it.

But then all of a sudden it was the evening! I wasn't onery anymore. I had many visitors (mostly family, with the exception of Ryan) come by to visit me and see my chubby cheeks and hear the funny stories/see the funny videos. I felt so loved.

Well I have been lucky and I haven't gotten sick from the lortab. I have kept ice on and off my face throughout the day just as the doctor ordered and he even called me this afternoon to see how I was doing! He was such a kind man.

So now, 15 hours later, and four wisdom teeth less, I am home and praying to recover quickly.

Thus far, things have been going good. I even got to keep my wisdom teeth! These are the top two:

The bottom two were very close to my nerves so they had to remove them piece by piece. It's okay though, I'm happy to at least have these two! They're big little buggers huh!?

So let me tell you this. Prayer works, people are kind, and life is good, even though my chubby little cheeks are funny looking.

But it's fine.

I have lost most of the numbness and am gradually feeling more and more pain but it's okay. I must sleep it off now.

But on a lighter note! I have some delicious treats to look forward to! Popsicles, gogurts, a slushy from the dairy, and homemade fruit smoothies that were made with love.

I am so blessed.

Love,

Kate