I wish my dentist had instructed me to get my wisdom teeth pulled. All four came in clear, but I had developed some cavities on them (too much Mountain Dew in high school). I went for my last appointments before I dropped off my dad’s insurance at 21.
I went to my normal dentist, but he had just taken on a guy fresh out of school. In an excruciating marathon session that left both the dentist and I battered, he filled the cavities instead of pulling the teeth. Just as he was finishing up, the senior walked in the room and remarked “First set of wisdom teeth, huh? You’ll learn to just pull them from now on.”
Fast forward four years and I’m out of college. I’m ‘working poor’, running overnights at a call center. I go to a different dentist (new town) and I am advised to have them pulled. I looked at the estimate, blanched, and never went back.
Fast forward another three years and my wisdom teeth are rotting out of my head. The pain becomes persistent and low-grade, graduating to persistent and medium-grade. The pain became enough that I could not sleep, and I swear to Og that I resorted to gargling good whiskey for a local anesthetic. I’m still working poor, but in a different town, different call center, and with a little better benefits. And I really have no choice.
I had all four out under local only (couldn’t afford more), and it was a breeze. There was pressure but no pain. In fact, the removal of the persistent pain left me feeling better leaving. I good enough to give my then SO a bloody-toothed grin, a la california up above.
That should have been then end of it, but the decay from the bottom left wisdom tooth had spread to the molar in front of it. I ended up breaking that tooth in half and having to have it extracted.
I would have been better off having the damned things out from the start. Instead, an inexperienced dentist and my own financial situation combined to leave me with teeth rotting in my skull and missing an additional tooth.
But for the OP–as I said, the extraction itself was a breeze. No pain meds afterwords, no swelling, no problem with dry-socket–even though I smoke against doctor’s orders, just making sure to have the gauze packed well down.
Best of luck to you.