the promised poem..

I once was wise, but now I'm not,
My teeth with wisdom, the oral surgeon got.

I went to him; he took them from me.
He still has My teeth, yet I pay the fee?

"Are you getting sleepy?," I hear as I got the anesthetic--
Yet it seems in mere moments-"Wake up, wake up!,: How pathetic!

"Take these pills now and two more in a minute:
Here, my cute Chipmunk," Aw, Mom, quit it!

Oh, I know I needed this; it's for a good cause.
It's just hard to see past the blood,suture and gauze.

So much I experience, I felt and I saw.
And I'd tell you more now, if I could just move my jaw.

There's much more I've leared, but my mind's not on it.
My face and jaw hurt-- where is my ice bonnet?

with out wisdom...

Well my dear friends.. I have lost all wisdom! lol that is what Jeffery has been telling me all week anyway! But I did want to let you all know that I came through it with flying colors! So wonderful in fact that I over did it. Which set me back a few days:-( But I am doing well. Enclosed is a picture Jeff took of me awhile back. I just a couple weeks ago finally got it edited! That is me without my chipmunk face:-) Oh and a poem about my wisdom teeth extraction written by dad to come soon. So stay tuned!