Well, here I am! I came through it and I'm glad to say I'm ALIVE!
Seriously though having my wisdom teeth removed wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it was going to be.
The most painful part? Having the canula needle fitting. I don't remember much apart from talking to the operating staff, everything going black and being very annoyed at someone trying to wake me up.
The man did a good job of looking after the children, no mean feet when your eight year old is starting a new school today and your five month old delights in seeing how far she can poop up her own back.
Everything is settled now, baby in bed, my tummy's full after 12 hours of nil by mouth and just about to get the eight year old ready for bed. We'll see what tomorrow brings!