Will had his wisdom teeth taken out yesterday. Three of them had already come in and one was "knocking at the door." The surgery took less than an hour and he came out in a wheelchair still knocked out on the drugs. I had Chuck come home early so he would be there when we got home...as I knew there was no way I could get that tall, lanky boy into the house on my own. Especially drugged up.
I would like to report that the patient is doing well...and using his manners. He says "thank you" after I give him his medicine and juice. Awww. I love this boy.