Too many molars emerged on my lower left jaw - and some had to be pulled to make space. None at all ever emerged on the lower right, so there was nothing to push out the milk tooth that’s there. A bit further back on the lower right, there’s a weird cone-shaped tooth that may or may not be a wisdom tooth.
I have all of mine. The uppers are a bit crooked, especially the left, and occasionally irritate my cheeks, but nothing serious and none of my dentists have proposed they be pulled.
My two pieces of dental weirdness are that my teeth are unusually small – I have gaps, but when I was a teenager my dentist said that bracing would do nothing but crowd them together in the front – and one of my adult teeth (I think the upper left canine) never came in, so they had to pull the baby tooth and wait for it, which took about two years. My mother and brother had the same thing.
Yes, all four. The bottom ones kind of shifted my bottom teeth so they’re slightly crooked :(. The dentist said that I didn’t really need to get them out unless I wanted them out and since they haven’t been painful or anything, I don’t see a reason yet.
I have 2 on the top that I got to keep since my adult first premolars never came in. I don’t have wisdom teeth on the bottom. My dad only had his yanked a couple years ago… he cracked one on a club sandwich and got a cavity in another, otherwise they would have been fine.
Jeeze, dude, you’re tougher than I am. I actually went into mild shock after having my first one out - I should have stayed in and rested, but I went out to a wedding instead and was on the verge of passing out for most of the evening. Then I lost the clot on the second one I had out - dry socket is a Bad Thing. A very Bad Thing.
What a coincidence, I’m having my remaining three removed tomorrow.
The first one I had out a few years ago with nothing but local anesthetic. It had grown in sideways so that I was always biting my cheek. Having it out was a piece of cake, didn’t need even an Advil afterwards.
Tomorrow I’m having the lower two out under general anesthesia-- they’re impacted and they’ve finally started to bother me after all these years. The remaining upper one grew in at the same angle as the other, so that one’s coming out, too. Wish me luck!
All four were impacted and they took 'em out at the same time when I was 14. IV demerol I think. I remember short flashes of consciousness during the procedure and despite knowing what was going on (and it wasn’t anything pleasant) I did not give a damn, then I’d drift off again.
Gone. Got 'em hoinked out before I went to Antarctica.
Curiously, my dad had his normal, healthy appendix taken out before being re-deployed in Pacific during WW2. He’d seen guys die of appendicitis, unable to get to a hospital in time.
Erm…I’m sure the roots are still there somewhere. They kind of took themselves out of the equation gradually. Never pained me, just kind of…crumbled away. (Family history of this; my dad had full dentures by the time he was 35)
I had them pulled about a year ago (I’m 23), a few months after they started erupting when one got infected, caused me quite a bit of pain, and started obstructing my mandible. The procedure wasn’t that big of a deal and pain afterward wasn’t much of an issue as I was given plenty of high-octane pain meds and didn’t have to drive for several days.
ETA: My mom, dad, and sister all had theirs pulled in the course of extracting decayed teeth. My brother and stepmom had theirs pulled, I believe.
Mine were not in good shape, so around age 19, I got 3 out at once, then months later, the other one. I was under during both procedures, thank god. It was quite painful for a few days.
All four of mine are out, had 'em removed when I was 16. My mouth is small and there’s already crowding in my lower jaw, so the decision, I think, was justified. They put me completely under, everything went smoothly, whatever. My only regret is that I didn’t request that they save them, so I’m guessing they’ve since been discarded.
I had my lower ones out in my early twenties. They were coming in sideways (I didn’t realize this was such a common problem until this thread) and were rubbing the inside of my cheek raw. The procedure was done under local.
All four of mine came in just fine, with no crookedness and plenty of space – really, having them out would be positively weird, as it would leave large toothless gaps in the back of my mouth which I would forever be probing with my tongue. They would, in fact, be very c. by their a.
nope, all four were coming in at different angles, each less useful than their predecessor
they all came out when I was 12, I had never been so high in my life…
I recall telling the nurse I needed no wheelchair, I’d just float out to the car
Yes, all of them. For all of my teenage years, the dentist tried to convince me that it would be so much easier to just have them removed now, before they can cause problems. I had braces at a very young age because my jaw was too crowded, the wisdom teeth just aren’t going to fit, it’s going to hurt a lot, just have them pulled now.
I decline on the preemptive oral surgery. When I was 18, within about a year, all four wisdom teeth show up. No crowding. None of my other teeth are forced out of the way. I had some minimal pain, which went away with ibuprofen and warm salt water rinses. I go back to the dentist. He notes, with significant surprise, the presence of wisdom teeth. I am deeply immature and ask if he’s still going to try to talk me into having them removed before they can cause so much hassle and pain.
All 3* of mine were taken out at once. It was a prerequisite with my braces. There was just no way they were going to grow in straight. It still bothered me when they made fun of me for thinking I could stand. I couldn’t feel the pain, and didn’t realize I was still drugged.
I sometimes wish I’d gotten them to grow in, used them to anchor the braces, then had them pulled out. As it is, I still have horribly crooked teeth in the very back. One’s almost horizontal, and is so poky that I’ve gotten little bumps from scraping my tongue across it unknowingly.