I have good news and bad news. The good news is that the wisdom teeth surgery went well–all four teeth went without a fight, feeling has returned to the lower half of my face, and so far no signs of a dry socket.
The bad news: I was way too exhausted post-op to write a post. As in, I don’t remember the drive home, or even really how I got to my parents’ couch pre-pass-out. So here we are, three days later. Consider the soreness in my jaw and the chipmunk cheeks enough of a punishment.