I am a bit nervous about Monday I am finally going int to have the left and right removed from the bottom. It will be the first of a couple procedures and the first time I have ever been under. I tried several times in the past, but ended up chickening out. This time, I am determined, and know, in the end, it will all be worth it, I have no idea why I have put this off as long as I have. Ever since I was young, they have been tormenting me causing pain and other issues. To me, and others like me, they are a cruel joke of nature, and serve no real function other to serve as a constant reminder, that my body needs a change. But alas, after all these years living with a part of me that I hate, I am doing something about it. I will wake up one step closer to being normal, and will finally be able to eat without getting food stuck between my cracked wisdom teeth.