Thanks, Chad. Gee, sounds like you've all all kinds of fun in the overnight!

Hopefully you can figure out the source of the hives!

Yikes. Does she have to be on a liquid or mushy food diet until everything heals? The only surgery I've had in that area was all 4 wisdom teeth extracted while on local anesthesia. The root of one broke off and required some extra effort. I went home with a mouth full of stitches and gauze and had to stick to foods like soup and jello for a few days. I think that was harder than the surgery:(

Yeah, she'll be on the baby food diet for a few days. Next week will probably be better. She had her wisdon teeth out a couple of years ago. She looks like a squirrel with a mouth full of nuts right now.

Surfing through the Internet trying to find that excellent price on a rental car for the Miami trip next week. While looking for that rock bottom rental price I ran across these guys HERE

Oh boy!

I think I have figured out the source. My son has taken to chewing on the rail of his wooden crib. It has a varnish over stain finish that he has chewed off then he spits all over everything and rubs himself down with it. I believe this is all in protest of going to bed.:rolleyes:

Anyway ... after wiping his bed down and cleaning everything up, he seems to be OK. He's actually ready to graduate to a regular bed with safety rails. I'll be heading out today to pickup some rails for his new bed that I already have set up in his room next to the chewed crib. His sister is ready to go from the bassinet to the crib, so it all works out.:D

Let her relax. The day I had my wisdom teeth pulled, my dad made me hang drywall in his basement since we were finishing it off. He figured since I had local anesthesia and drove myself to and from the surgery I'd be fine. I ended up popping the clots in my gums.:(

I remember when I had my impacted wisdon teeth pulled out. They had to crack them with a hammer and chisel. I just had novocaine and it sounded like pulling a nail out of a 2x4 when he pulled them.

I had to go back to work the next day and my head was really pounding. She's camped out on the sofa with some little furry friends in her lap, keeping her company.

Had a round of interviews this morning for what looks to be a potentially good job. Seems to have gone well - should here about scheduling the final interview (with the company president) by the end of the week - wish me luck!

Good luck.

I am sorry about this. I remember how it feels.

I had FOUR wisdom teeth pulled out at once in 1967. I too remember the feeling of the roots letin go after I heard the sound of the hammer and chisel cracking them.

Then, I got diharrea
when sitting in the Dentist's chair in the middle of it all.

Afterwards, in the parking lot, one of them hemorrhaged. I would open the door of my newly acquired Chevelle and puke blood into the street, at each stoplight on the way home, as I was feeling faint.

My brother, who wasn't old enough to drive, sat with me in the car and handed me kleenex to puke blood into and a paper shopping bag for the bloody kleenex

My diet was baby food and applesauce for quite some time.

The upside is that today I am glad it is over with. My father had unpulled wisdom teeth, and they made a trainwreck out of his mouth till the day he died

I'm just here today working.

It's frikkin' pouring! Our formerly paved parking lot is quite the muddy/gravelly mess. They definitely skimped on the underlayment back in the 50's!

I went to work directly from the dentist's chair after getting mine pulled. Me and my partner were lugging an antique wash basin down from the mezzanine, and the marble top let loose. It (all ~ 40 pounds of it) slid off the base, and hit me - square on the jaw.

I was (thankfully) on the last stair down from the mezzanine, and somehow managed to set the base down before I passed out. Don't remember anything after other than Janice (the very sweet Aussie sales lady at the antique store) holding an ice pack to my face and telling me that I "really should not have come in to work" that day. Thank you, Captain Obvious :P

I still have my extracted wisdom teeth in an envelope. The doctor asked me if I wanted them and I said absolutely. That was 19 years ago, I don't think they let you have them anymore.

I strung mine on a necklace . . . .