So I was told I needed to get my wisdom teeth removed and will likely have it done next month. But I’m super nervous.
Weirdly though it’s not the pain or anything like that that I am nervous about.
It’s the being put to sleep and the being taken care of by people.
I am going to fight hard to be kept awake for the removal. I have read the pros and cons and I much prefer the idea of being awake and aware of what’s going on. And I have read a lot of posts where dentist and dental hygienist say they sometimes are accidentally rougher on patients’ mouths during wisdom teeth removal when the patient is knocked out. So I definitely am going to fight extremely hard to be kept awake.
The being taken care of part I have yet to find a solution for. I get extremely uncomfortable being taken care of. Extremely. Like just sitting here in my bed, the idea of someone taking care of me makes me physically nauseous. I have no idea why, it’s just how I have always been. Or at least how I have been since I was 12-13.
I have quite literally prayed to God himself that my wisdom teeth wouldn’t need to come out until I was living in an apartment/house by myself. That way I could be alone for the recovery process, which would be my preference. Unfortunately that is not how it’s working out. I am only 19 and still living with my parents.
And when I found out I needed to have my wisdom teeth removed, I told my parents “I really just want to be left to myself when I get it done. I don’t want to be taken care of or anything.” That made my mom really mad and she said “I’m absolutely taking care of you!” As soon as she said that I went to my room and had a full panic attack. I just do not like being taken care of. Sentimentality makes me very very uncomfortable.
Another example of how I react to this is that about a year ago, I got somewhat sick because of an allergic reaction to medication. I was told to stay in bed for a few hours and just relax. My dad came in to check on me and in this soft voice asked how I was feeling. Immediately bile literally rose up in my throat and I thought I was going to be sick. I just cannot handle being treated all soft and being vulnerable.
I’m literally more nervous about the being taken care of than I am about the surgery, recovery, pain, or anything.
I just want to be treated normal after the fact but my parents so far refuse to do so. They want to take care of me, which I appreciate, but I wish they would listen to me and realize that I would be so much more comfortable if they’d leave me be as much as possible. I wish they’d understand that I’m the one having an operation and it should be about making me feel better and more relaxed, not making them feel needed or whatever.