Meh, when I had my wisdom teeth out, I insisted on going to Barnes and Noble and bled all over everything - I probably looked like some sort of bizarre Kleenex vampire - but it wasn't inconvenient after that.

The more I think about it, the more I realise that, you know, this isn't exactly like all of my teeth are going to fall out. I'm actually thinking - this is bad - that I'll wait until the first one goes and THEN I'll decide what to do. It's not happening tomorrow, I don't WANT oral surgery, and it might never happen.

*pollyannas along*