Filed under: Family, University with tags: biology, father, wisdom teeth
Writing a partial essay on sickle-cell anemia and infectious mononucleosis (the “kissing disease”) makes me very glad that I don’t have sickle-cell anemia or infectious mononucleosis. You know… not having clogged blood vessels or blood cells break apart is always in my best interests for survival and all. You know me, huge fan of survival and breathing and living and all that jazz.
But besides doing my lab report today (which is done, after 4 pages! I have 1.5 pages worth of calculations alone, meep!), I helped clean the kitchen today, as well as hemmed some pants for my mom and I made cookies. Also, spent an hour arguing with my dad about if I’m going to get my wisdom teeth extracted. I haven’t even had x-rays done yet! I’m not about to make an appointment with a dentist to get my teeth taken out before I get my x-rays done and a dentist informs me that there will be, without a doubt, detrimental health issues caused by the direction that my wisdom teeth are growing in. Because right now they’re not causing any problems and it doesn’t hurt or anything like that. And I’m not about to just have a person take out my teeth without having x-rays done first. I really don’t see why my dad doesn’t see that it’s necessary to have the x-rays done first before commiting to having oral surgery done. Gee, dad, in the event that the roots of one tooth are interacting with another tooth, I would really appreciate it if the dentist performing said oral surgery on me was aware of the face before they start attempting to remove something from me. Just a thought.
So what have you been up to this weekend? Do anything more exciting than me? (Although that’s not very difficult to do!)