Been there, don’t remember that

Son is recovering nicely so far from having all 4 wisdom teeth cut out today.  A few painful hours, but that seems to have mostly passed.  Already up and about, and eating all the Italian Ice I’ll let him. 

I’ve been trying to remember the whole “experience" of having mine out, and – I can’t.  I remember laying in the chair before they put me under, being under before I could count backwards from 5, and that’s it.  Don’t remember the recovery period, don’t remember the pain, don’t remember when it was.  Right before I got married?  Right after?   Pretty sure it was before my son was born, and they wouldn’t have done the whole anesthesia thing when I was pregnant with him.  So  factoring in the whole pregnant-within-2-months-of-marriage thing it must have been right before we got married.

Not being able to identify the year had me a bit worried, but then I thought of all the other things I can’t identify (who was the 23rd president of the US?*  Who won the World Series last year?  What’s the difference between Carbon Offsets and Renewable Energy Credits?) and decided I’d let this one slide.  Really, from watching his first few hours post-surgery, it isn’t a memory I’m that eager to reclaim.

So no fun time today.  In between the hour at the dr office, the 90 minutes filling his RX’s and picking up some cold treats – silly mom, I stocked up on hot soft food, not cold soft food – , and the hour running errands, there was that pesky work thing.  And the don’t-call-her-pesky six year old who wanted to play the princess games on Disney.com 

Black Ops is probably the worst movie I have(n’t) watched in a very long time.  I’m trying very hard to ignore it.  It’s on for the male population of the house to enjoy, but even they have wandered off.  Think I’ll do the same.

*Poor Benjamin Harris.  So overlooked, at least by me.