This past Tuesday, I had the opportunity to have my first dental appointment in France (with a Dutch dentist, no less). While my visit was certainly not wisdom tooth related, the appointment reminded me that I needed to finish the second part to the Wisdom Tooth story.
And for those of you who may have been wondering: I had my wisdom teeth extracted between the ages of 14 and 15.
Yes, really. I had one side of my mouth done when I was fourteen then allowed a month of healing before having the other side be done after I turned fifteen.
I was a fairly early bloomer not only in puberty but also in getting bothersome teeth, much to the surprise of my parents and my former dentist who has since retired from her profession.
Enough chit-chat. Here's "Wisdom Tooth: Part Deux."
Never underestimate a wisdom tooth.
Barb the French Bean