Who’s your nurse?
When you’re sick/ill/recovering from something, who is the family “nurse” that takes care of you at home? Or maybe it’s a friend? Or maybe it’s you?
On Thursday Anne was telling me that her husband’s dentist has advised he gets his wisdom teeth removed, and it reminded me that I owe my sister, big time.
See, I got my six wisdom teeth removed the summer after my freshman year of college, and I was a bit of a mess afterward. Probably just the typical after effects of getting them removed, but a bit more, um, drainage, because I had a couple extra teeth.
Aren’t you happy I scanned this post operation pic for you?! So, my mom and sister gave me a pad of paper to write on after the operation, since I couldn’t talk. I was all drugged up, and the notes were pretty funny. I only recycled those a few years ago. Dang, should have scanned them! I bet there was some brilliant stuff in there!
I was staying with my Grandma at the time, and my mom and sister were over to take care of me. Who did I expect to help me out? My mom? Who was completely grossed out by me? My mom! Who helped me out? My sister! My thirteen-year-old sister took care of me. Thanks, Snistina!
She (Christina aka Snistina) is due to get her wisdom teeth out this summer, after her wedding. I will totally take time off from work and go take care of her, if she wants me to. Of course, she might prefer her husband do it, ha ha! Steven is my current nurse, after all… but writing this makes me think of all the ways my snister helps me out. Like doing my hair for a wedding… and helping me with unmentionable things at my own wedding! Aww, snister love! There are some things I could only ask her to do!
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ack, 2 extra wisdom teeth? Ouchie! My nurse is usually my husband, and often my youngest daughter who loves to dote on me. <3
My husband is my nurse although my 9-year-old son is pretty good at it too!
Aw, your sister sounds awesome. I have some fun notes that I wrote after coming off of anesthesia after getting my wisdom teeth taken out. I think I was trying to write complete sentences but completely and utterly failed. My nurse is my husband–he’s really good at getting what I need (food, water, medicine, etc.).
Ha ha ha! That is hilarious we both thought it would be a good time to pen something 😉
no one takes care of me except for V on occasion
Great, now everyone is going to be jealous of all of our super fascinating conversation topics. Like Bob’s dental work. Because my own is far less interesting.
Of course Bob and I have a ton of experience taking care of each other, but when I was sick as a kid it was most often my mom or my grandma. Um, maybe I used to fake sick when I was in school so I could go spend the day with my grandma. When I was recovering from surgery, my dad and brother did the bulk of the care-taking. My mom didn’t want to baby me, but those guys totally did. Which you need sometimes 🙂
Just trying to give you some content for your not boring list!!!!! LOL.
Aww, that is cute you faked sick to spend time with your grandma! 🙂
How in the world did you get so lucky as to have SIX wisdom teeth?! I only have one. It’s never given me any problem, so it’s still there, alive and well. You can see the other top one on x-ray below the gum line, but the two bottom ones just aren’t there.
I’ve never had any kind of injury or illness that would require a nurse!
I am not sure how I got so lucky! I think my older bro had extras too… including one in the roof of his mouth? Must check with my mom on this. That is interesting you still have yours! I think it’s so odd we have extra teeth. Maybe this happens in lots of mammals 🙂
my mom is (was? she just retired) an RN, so she was always our nurse. even now, if I’m sick, I call her to discuss my symptoms and if I’m not sure, I get her opinion on if I should get them checked out.
That is a great resource to have! Does she correct what you are saying as you ask her about the symptoms? LOL!
I am SO glad Jason didn’t take any pictures when I got my wisdom teeth out! Although, I think I mostly just slept for most of the day.
Neither Jason nor I are great at playing nurse although, he’s slightly better than me. At least whenever I cut myself!
I was actually upset I couldn’t find the rest of the goofy pics from getting them removed! I seem to have misplaced my injury photo album. Ha ha ha.
Well I’m usually my own nurse…until I broke my finger last fall. I’m glad to say the hubby took very good care of me, under my strict rules of course! Hahaha! (He totally gave me the wrong dosage of pain meds, he gave me one instead of TWO!! I almost killed him…)
Since I’m having yet another surgery in two weeks, he will be my nurse again. He’s super excited.