A Young Wife’s Tale

***Warning. Do not read this post if you need to have your wisdom teeth pulled!***

My surgery was scheduled for five o’clock in the afternoon. I wasn’t allowed to eat anything after mid-night the night before. I now know how ridiculous that is. Ten or twelve hours fasting would have been plenty. The surgery was performed in my regular dentist’s office.

As I walked back with the oral surgeon I asked him, “How do you become an oral surgeon? Do you become a dentist and then go to medical school?” His reply, “Well, I’m not actually an oral surgeon. I’m a dentist that specializes in extracting wisdom teeth.”

That’s right. He wasn’t an oral surgeon. He was going to knock me out, and he hadn’t even gone to medical school. Don’t worry, it gets worse.

David and I have lost many things due to his chronic illness. Our youth and our newlywed years, for instance. We’ve certainly lost a lot of money. Specialists are expensive! Due to the medication David has to take, we’ve lost the ability to have children right now.

David has psoriatic arthritis. He was diagnosed a year ago, at age 23. The rheumatologist thinks he should go into remission. It could be today, it could be next year. There’s no time frame. The arthritis is quite a strain on our marriage…