Early this morning, I took Gigs to get his wisdom teeth out.
Gigs unofficially has trypanophobia- fear of needles; and was super anxious
about this procedure.
All four of his teeth need to be removed.
I say that because Jane only had four and Claire only had one!
I waited in the lobby and did some work, and then they
rolled him out in a wheelchair when he was done.
Then, he was strange for most of the day.
I wrote down all the weird things he said, but I can't share them on my blog
because they were slightly inappropriate.
He came home and went right to bed.
I have to note that Gigs is the best Nie to be sick because he doesn't whine
or complain, he takes care of himself and stays on top of his medication.
The biggest request I got from him was to warm his blanket up in the dryer.
He only needs one more cavity to fill, and then the dental portion on
his mission to-do list is done.
