Wisdom Teeth

So it's SUU's fall break this weekend and my mom decided it would be a great time for me and my sister to get our wisdom teeth out. Yay! what a fun thing to do! I wouldn't want to spend it any other way!! (in case you didn't understand, that was sarcasm). So I'm sitting in here pain, not able to feel my lip or tongue, with one cheek that is enormously bigger than the other, writing this. So forgive me if I sound a little bitter. My tongue kind of feels like a mix of numb, and like I burnt it on to hot of hot chocolate...That doesn't make very much sense does it? Now one side of my bottom lip feels fine while the other feels super huge and puffy.

When we got to the Doctor's office, there was a couple sitting in there. A while after the girl went in, the nurse came in and said she was done and that she would be out in a second. A couple seconds after, we could hear her laughing and talking really loud, just having a grand old time. The guy looked at us and said "she doesn't do well with any kind of meds." It was hilarious. So then they took us back and told me I had four wisdom teeth, while my sister only had one...what a loser. So the Doctor's telling us all these things that could possibly go wrong and says "but don't worry, it won't happen to you...but if it does..." and he went on to explain everything and he would say that like every five minutes. I was like dude! You're not making me feel any better!

When the procedure was done, I wasn't crazy or anything, I just couldn't move very well. They had to lift me out of the chair and tell me how to walk and everything. When my sister followed me out to the car, her and my mom were laughing at me because I couldn't talk. I could only mumble. So then I started tearing up. Apparently I'm just super emotional when things like this happen instead of super crazy. I couldn't open my mouth wide enough to feed myself, which made me cry more, so my mom had to do it. I don't think I even swallowed any of it, most of it just got on my bottom lip. I was feeling dizzy, and I don't do well with dizzy so I tried to lay down. My mom had gone to the store to get our meds and left me and my sister alone. When she came back she had to change my gauze like ten times because it never felt right. She then went to the fridge saying "Jac, I bought a surprise for you!" and I was like yay! what is it?? and she pulled out Egg Nog...I don't like egg nog very much so I looked at Syd and we both made a face and I said "I don't like egg not..." She was upset...Oh well.

I'm so thankful for my mom (even though she made me get my teeth out). She has been trooping with my and my sister and hasn't yelled at us or anything. She's been willing to get us anything we want, willing to help us do anything. Thanks mom! You're the best! She just made me some Chicken Noodle Soup. What a sweetie :) It's amazing what chicken soup does for you. I feel a lot better. It made me feel better than the medicine did.

I also want to thank one of my best friends ever! Kirsten, thank you for being such a great friend. Last night, she came over and had brought me and my sister blankets, fuzzy socks, chapstick/lipgloss, lotion and a movie. Thanks Kirst!! You're the best!!

So here I am, fuzzy socks and blanket on, writing a blog about how much pain I'm in. At least I didn't kick a hole in the wall like my friend did when she got hers out.

Well, since I don't feel like going out very much, I feel like I'll be watching a lot of movies. You know what that means! Jane Austen movie marathon!! whoo! To those who feel like joining, give me a call and come on over! :D

General Conference

Hi everyone! As some of you know this past weekend was General Conference. To those of you who don't know what that is, it's when the LDS church spend two hours in the morning, and two in the afternoon on Saturday and Sunday listening to our Prophet and his Apostles.

My family has a tradition for conference. Every Sunday morning, my dad makes us Swedish Pancakes (some people call them Crepes). They are delicious and I love the tradition! I'm glad that my dad grew up with this tradition and was willing to pass it onto us :)

I love traditions! But conference isn't all about winning the "Swedish Pancake Eating Contest", it's about listening to the talks, getting spiritually fed, and getting some questions answered.

I can't say that I had a favorite talk this year, I loved bits and pieces from each of them. I took notes in a notebook, and left it back at home. I would share a lot more of what I liked, but I have a bad memory so I would have to look back at my notes. One thing that stuck out to me was that we need to act on the spiritual promptings that we receive asap. One of my goals is to recognize when I'm having a prompting and to act on it. Another things that stuck out to me most was the saying:

I am a Mormon! I know it, I live it and I love it!!

And it's true! I know that The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints is the true church and I know that The Book of Mormon is true. I know Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ love me and I love them both so much. I am thankful for both of them and I am thankful to have knowledge of the gospel in my life.