Yesterday my dear son had his four wisdom teeth extracted under anaesthetic. I spent the afternoon and evening with him and he is already so swollen and in so much pain. I feel so helpless that I can't do anything, except make him some pumpkin soup for when his appetite comes back. He is almost 29, but he is still my little boy and I hate to see him hurting.
Why do we have to have teeth?! They are nothing but trouble from the time they first break through!